You can't escape from my private eyes, they're watching you

Sylvia stood outside the spa with a smile on her face. She watched Dani, Carly, and Marley sitting in the lobby chatting with one another. They’d all been wearing towels earlier, but now only Carly was.

The smile Marley wore soothed her heart.

I’m glad you’re doing so well, my girl, she thought, keeping her distance from the girl who had once been her daughter, and still was now, in a manner of speaking.

Marley had been through rough times, and was still adjusting to being a human, which was why Sylvia had kept a watchful eye on her. But it seemed like she was growing and making progress in her own way, which was wonderful.

Even if it meant that she had sex with Nick.

That was one sticking point Sylvia wasn’t exactly thrilled about. She loved her daughter, she really did, but the fact that Marley had slept with Nick…

Aargh, it’s just not fair! Even my little slime girl gets to be with him, and what about me?! He hates me, and it doesn’t even make sense why! Sylvia groused, tugging at her hair in frustration.

She was not very good at recognizing the inherent negative qualities of the things she did, or why people would be upset at her for them.

If only Sylvia could have a night with him the way the other girls did… maybe then, something would change. But nope. She had to be the host, she had to be neutral. Because that’s the reason she was born, ensuring Nick would find happiness.

Well, what about her happiness?! Couldn’t her mom have spared some consideration for that, at least? The nerve she felt sometimes!

Sylvia took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. This was just part of living in the real world. She needed to be smart about this. She had a job to do, and her feelings couldn’t get in the way. And now that it looked like everyone was getting along, she could finally check in with the audience and see what they thought of all these new developments.

Was Morgana endearing herself to all the neckbeards and losers watching back home?

“Lol Morgana likes that anime. Peak waifu.”

“Goth girls sex, #MorganaCoven”

“Dem thighs tho”

“I wanna bury myself in those smooth white tiddies and lick up her sweat 24/7”

“Absolute cringe (same tho)”

“Morgana cute the way she loses it”

“Y’all are crazy Morgana is absolute cringe, so annoying”

“^ this guy gets it”

“Morgana is weeb waifu fantasy”

“Yandere path for Morgana when”

“Burn the witch.”

“#GetMaryPreggers”

“Mary out here out-wholesoming everybody”

“Mary gonna get that marriage bag going stronk”

“Sister-wives incoming”

“Dakota crying was so sad! #CultOfDakota”

“No Mary is better! #ChurchOfMary”

“LMAO ship war in the comments meanwhile us in #GinaParty just chilling”

“Gina certified loser”

“Not as big of a loser as Rose.”

“Rose gonna tsundere herself right out of the harem”

“TsundeRose”

“TsundeRose”

“#TsundeRose”

“I still support Rose, #RoseGarden”

“I like Kim’s new look. #TomboyGains”

“#TeamGamerGirls still going?!”

“THE SHIP IS REBORN, BOYS! #DaniSandwich”

“Lol rip Kim she and Dani were getting along so great too but Carly sweep”

“Nick’s threesome last night was spicy, I’d pick those two over Kim also.”

“I want to be the bed Dani and the twins are sleeping on.”

“I want Dani to step on my dick and chastise me for being a stupid pig of a man.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“…#GetMaryPreggers”

“#CollarForDawn”

“Dawn stonks on the rise this round, #CollarForDawn, #DawnPosse”

“Lol rare Dawn support showing up?!”

“Thought that ship was dead for sure.”

“Not as dead as #RoseGarden but pretty dead”

“Hey! Rose can still win!”

“Right and maybe Kim can get a job that pays above minimum wage lmfao.”

“I support Kim! The tomboy flag will never fall! #KimClique”

“I admit Kim is getting more interesting this round but she can’t compete with #CarlyFans”

“Lol Carly got outshone by her own sister, #SlimeTime”

“Mimi isn’t in the game anymore, #SlimeTime is dead.”

“Did you just deadname Marley? I’m gonna get your ass cancelled on Twitter for that.”

“Well ackchyually it’s called ‘X’ now.”

“^ Mods, ban that guy”

“Stepmom when.”

“Yeah need stepmom”

“Need Sylvia in the harem too.”

“Sylvia best host, #HostLivesMatter”

“#SylviaSquad represent!”

“Sylvia best girl, #SylviaSquad”

“MILFvia”

“Sylvia was the real stepmom route”

“Sylvia step on Nick and call him mommy”

“You guys…” Sylvia sniffled and wiped her eyes. She was actually crying she was so touched by the kindness being expressed by her fans. She remembered when the season first started, and everyone was chastising her, telling her that she was going to fail and expressing their doubt in her abilities. But she’d buckled down and done her best, and now everyone was cheering her on!

…Half of them were cheering for her to be kicked out of her role as host and be **** into Nick’s harem, but she wanted to focus on the positives.

“Now then, what should I do next?” As the host, Sylvia had a lot of responsibilities to take care of. Now, normally she wasn’t supposed to alter the pricing of the goods and services of the shops like this, but she’d taken a few liberties as the host.

So when Rose had come to her with her suggestion, she’d been hesitant. Rose might have been behaving like a good girl, but there was no telling what she was cooking up. Still, her point was relevant; Marley wanted Carly and Dani to make up, and the best way for that to happen was for them to show some honesty and have their naked feelings exposed.

And Rose was right on the money when she explained that Sylvia should endorse that in a literal sense by putting them all in the bath together.

I may not have been supposed to do that, but if it helps Mimi- I mean, Marley, then I just can’t resist! Sylvia thought to herself with a giggle. She squirmed in delight as she pictured her daughter thanking her for her decision, and actually drooled a little.

Sylvia was a woman who was very easy to please.

Plus, seeing everybody naked together was sure to be a ratings bonanza! Way better than that cringy wholesomeness with Nick and Mary. Sylvia still couldn’t understand what the audience liked about that. Didn’t they know that Nick was better-suited for someone like her?!

…A harem. Nick was better-suited for a harem, that’s what Sylvia meant.

She shook her head to clear the fog of her thoughts and refocused her attention, deciding what to do next for real this time. She needed to check in with the others!

The first person Sylvia decided to stop off and see was Kim. She just wanted to check in on how the prospective tomboy was doing.

As the host, Sylvia could view any part of the island she wished. But occasionally, she would choose to go watch over the other contestants in person. Naturally, she would conceal herself from their sight; after all, people had a tendency of getting upset whenever Sylvia appeared.

She definitely didn’t cry herself to sleep at night because nobody wanted to be her friend. That was something a human would do, and Sylvia was far above them!

…Sniffle…

“Hmm, well now Kim, how’s work going?” She mused, popping into the boutique. She was surprised by what she found. Kim and Gina were in the same changing room trying on underwear together and actually having a pretty good time with one another!

“I can’t believe YOU used to work as a bartender,” Kim said, shaking her head incredulously. “What, did they have too much **** on hand so they needed someone to embezzle it?” While talking she was stuffing her breasts into a push-up bra to give them even more heft, while wondering what Gina would want with one of those. Her rack was already pretty damn large.

“I’m surprised you never worked as a bartender before,” Gina cackled. “You’ve had, what, every other job possible, right? That one just too fancy for you?”

“I’m only 20,” Kim replied. “It’s against state law. And don’t change the subject! You’ve gotta tell me how a mess like you can get a job tending bar!”

“Oh, it’s real simple,” Gina assured her. “I’m smoking hot, right? Anybody would buy drinks if I’m the one serving ‘em!” She winked at Kim.

“I suppose that makes sense,” Kim admitted. Far be it from her to question the effects a cute face could have on sales, she’d experienced more than enough of her share. Whenever she put on a winning smile, people would just flock all around her, something Gina picked up on.

“I bet you’d be good at it,” she said. “I mean, it’s not just about having a banging body, you need to be sociably and cute, and you’re both those things. That smile of yours? Forget about it! And after guys have a few drinks you’ll look downright fuckable!”

Kim’s eye twitched. Gina couldn’t help being rude apparently, even when she thought she was giving a compliment.

“…Thank you,” she said through gritted teeth.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” Gina laughed, slapping her on the back. “You take everything so seriously, Kim! Come on now. No, but seriously, it’s a really fun job. You get to meet all sorts of new people, and if you play your cards right, you can even get guys to buy you drinks, which is a lot cheaper than paying for the booze yourself!”

“I don’t think you should be drinking on the job,” Kim noted, raising her eyebrow.

Gina rolled her eyes. “God, you sound like my boss. ‘Don’t drink on the job, Gina! The bathroom is for customers, not hookups, Gina! That heroin was MINE Gina!’ Geez it was just nag, nag, nag with that guy, I swear.”

She shook her head and Kim just stared at her, not sure if she should take this seriously or not.

“Anyway, are you sure that’s the lingerie you want to try on?” Kim asked, curious. “Because you had me try on a lot of black stuff…”

The lingerie Kim was wearing was indeed black lace. But Gina had tried on something different. It was lace as well, but as white as snow, and when she wore it combined with a translucent teddie that highlighted her skin it gave the effect of an angel, which looked rather surreal given how many tattoos she wore.

Kim quickly averted her eyes when she landed on Gina’s arm. Too little, too late. A deluge of fantasies flooded into her mind, but they weren’t the ones she expected. Instead of Gina being tied up or whipped or having her nipples attached to a car battery or whatever it was that got her off, Gina’s fantasies felt so…

Romantic.

She was standing at the altar with Nick, dressed in white with hair of gold, smiling a beatific smile up at him as he took her by the hands and pressed his lips against hers. Then after the wedding came the wedding night, and Kim felt herself heating up as she saw all the ways Gina fantasized about Nick taking her.

“Gina… are you… do you want Nick to marry you?” She asked incredulously. It was the least “Gina” thing she could have imagined.

Gina’s eyes widened like saucers and she turned pale.

“N-no!” She protested, even as her fantasies said otherwise. “This is just… I mean-!”

She fumbled for words but didn’t have any. Kim just stared at her, wondering how she could have been so wrong about the woman in front of her.

Sylvia smiled. Seeing Gina getting flustered like that was nice. It was exactly the outcome she was hoping for.

You might be all tough and uncaring on the surface, my girl, but scratch beneath the skin and the truth is, you’re still just a helpless maiden fantasizing about your prince charming, aren’t you? Gina could put on a good act, but Sylvia saw right through it.

She headed off to check on the next person, Dawn. Her pretty little kitty cat.

Surprisingly, Morgana had reached Dawn first. She practically ran for cover, leaping into the vet’s room and hiding under the blankets.

“Morgana? What’s up?” Dawn asked, confused. “I thought you were going to go find Gina today and hang out with her?”

Gina was probably the last person around that Dawn would have wanted to spend time with. She cared for the other girl, but Gina was just too irresponsible sometimes! Whenever Dawn was around her, she just ended up getting frustrated by the punk’s antics, and how she didn’t take things seriously!

But on the other hand, she was probably the most likely person for Morgana to get along with out of everybody here. They had similar tastes in clothes, they probably liked the same music, and they both lived on the outcast side of things.

Whether Gina would be a good influence on Morgana or not was another matter entirely. But that wasn’t for Dawn to decide. She was more concerned with helping Morgana get some friends. Dawn may have been the one with the kitten ears, but as someone who had herded small cats for the majority of her life, she knew a helpless animal when she saw one.

The problem was that Morgana wasn’t responding. She had curled up under the sheets and was shaking like a leaf. Dawn sighed and walked over to her, patting her on the back. At least, she thought it was the back. For all she knew she was copping a feel right now, that’s how thick the layer of blankets was.

“Morgana… is everything okay?” Dawn asked again. “What happened?”

“I ran into Dakota…” Morgana mumbled.

“Ah, yeah, she can be a little intimidating…” Dawn nodded. “Still, I don’t think she’s a bad person. Why don’t you try to get to know her a little bit? Maybe if you talk to her, then the two of you could be friends too.”

Dawn decided not to share her feelings that Morgana and Dakota would actually bond very well over Nick, given both girls were obsessed with him.

Morgana just huddled up tighter. She wanted to tell Dawn what she felt, but she was too afraid to. The other girl just didn’t understand how scary it was to be in this position. Talking to people was bad enough, but when they were people like Dakota…

It was stuff like this that had caused Morgana to retreat to safety in her room in the first place.

Dawn could tell that something was off about the other girl, and she sighed. “Well… I’m not going to **** you to be friends with everybody. But you also can’t hide in here all day either.”

Oh yeah? Morgana thought, leering at the cat girl from a tiny hole in the center of her blanket bundle. Just watch me!

Dawn was not amused. Humming to herself, she went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. A few minutes later she came back with a bucket filled with water and then tossed it onto the lump occupying her bed without a second thought.

“YOW!” Morgana leapt up off the drenched mattress and tried to untangle herself from the blankets, but the clingy sheets were practically glued to her skin by the water. She stumbled and fell out of the bed, fortunately not getting hurt thanks to all the sheets protecting her. But it took her a while to get out from under the covers, and by the time she did, she was drenched.

“What was that for?!” Morgana wailed.

“It got you out of my bed, didn’t it?” Dawn dryly replied.

“Yeah, but now your sheets are soaked!”

Dawn pushed her glasses up her nose. “I’m the sort of person who will go to radical extremes if it means getting my privacy.”

“That doesn’t even make sense!”

“Plus there’s a dryer. I always think things through. Now get out and go make friends.”

“I’m soaking wet!” Morgana protested. “These are like the only clothes I have!”

“Didn’t you buy a whole bunch of outfits?” Dawn asked, tilting her head to the side in confusion.

Morgana shook her head frantically. “I did, but I kept them all stored in the Master’s Suite with my books! And I can’t get into the Master’s Suite, because Nick isn’t there!”

“Ah, good point,” Dawn said, nodding. Then she had an idea. “Oh, but that shouldn’t be a problem! There’s always Holly!”

“Holly? Oh, you mean the **** girl?” Morgana lit up with glee. “Yeah, you’re right! She can totally let us in, that would be great!”

She forgot all about the fact that she was completely soaked, and ran for the door. Once she exited, she turned back to Dawn with a hopeful expression.

“Do, um… do you think that she’d want to be my friend, maybe?” Morgana asked hopefully.

Dawn blinked and realized this had a chance of going really poorly.

“…Maybe I should come along too,” she said, and followed Morgana out the door. The two headed up to the Master’s Suite, while Dawn hoped that Morgana and Holly interacting wouldn’t result in the hotel collapsing in on itself like a black hole.

They met before, right? Yeah, they had to, on the first night Morgana spent here. So this should be fine. Yeah, totally fine. …Right? Dawn swallowed and pretended like she was about to do surgery. That always calmed her nerves.

Morgana knocked on the door so hard and fast Dawn thought she might put a hole through it.

“Yes, sorry, but the master isn’t in right now, he’s… oh, it’s you two!” Holly opened the door and her face brightened when she saw who it was. “How can I help you? Like I said, master is on a date with Mary, so if you’re here to see him…”

“We’re here for a change of clothes,” Dawn said, nodding in Morgana’s direction. “I dumped some water on her because she was being annoying and-”

“Will you be my friend!?” Morgana asked, grabbing Holly’s hands and looking deeply into her eyes. Her face was strained with hope.

Holly’s mouth fell open and she looked at Morgana, not sure what to say. She turned to Dawn, mouth still open, and the other shorty just shook her head.

“…And I think you get the idea,” Dawn sighed, taking off her glasses and rubbing her nose in frustration. “She can be a bit of a handful.”

“You, uh… want to be friends with me?” That was a first. Holly didn’t have many friends, mainly because she’d always been afraid of letting them see the real her. And now that the real her was out in the open, she doubted she’d ever make another friend again.

So for Morgana asking her like this, it was certainly not something she expected.

“Yes! Please?” Morgana begged. “I don’t have many friends! I know I kind of looked down on you as a loser cuck, but we can still be friends, right?”

Holly smiled while her eye twitched in frustration. But in spite of being dwarfed by Morgana’s size, she was still capable of being the bigger person.

“…Sure, we can be friends,” she said, and for her generosity she received a giant glomping squeeze that Marley would be proud of, with her face ending up shoved in between Morgana’s massive chest lumps. Which would have been fine, if not for the fact Morgana’s clothes were still soaking wet.

Dawn sighed. Hopefully this would be a good first step for something else.

Meanwhile, Sylvia watched all this from the doorway with a smile on her face. She was glad that everyone was getting along so well.

Now then, I should check in on Mary and see how her date with Nick is going! She decided. I can’t wait to see what our little angel has gotten up to!

She snickered, and disappeared with a tap of her cane.