Smorgasbord 1

The room had descended into quiet eating following the activity from earlier, with everyone simply trying not to disrupt the already tenuous peace that had resurfaced. So it was like a glass pane breaking that Reyna skipped into the room dressed in a tight little number resembling a postal worker’s outfit, a satchel at her side.

“Here’s the mail! Buh duh duh dah!” The red head mimed piping on a trumpet before she gave a peace sign to the whole room.

Caleb looked up from his chair, where he was sitting alone, “Mail? Mail from whom? Does this have something to do with the challenge?”

Reyna mimed bonking her head, “Oooh, Master, good thinkin', but not quite! Or at least not directly! Reyna is here to deliver fanmail! Letters from concerned viewers from home, or at least where they’re at, for all of you. We want to pump you up before the challenge! Not every challenge, though, might ruin the specialness of it. But this first one, and then every alternating one. Beginning, Middle, End!”

The woman in the room exchanged looks with each other as Reyna began to hand out letters and parcels from her satchel to fauns who began distributing the contents between them.

Amy looked over at Reyna, “What about Stella, who isn’t here?”

Reyna gave a big grin, “Don’t worry, I’ve already got that covered, no matter where they are, everyone has received their mail. Also, some senders have provided gifts with their mail! The Fauns will make sure anything you don’t want to carry around makes it to your room, so no worries there!”

The young professor looked at the arising pile in front of her and asked, “So we’re just to read and react? What about privacy?”

Tapping her foot, Reyna pouted then grinned, “Don’t you worry about that, we’ll turn on confessional mode. While that’s active, you won’t be able to see or hear anyone else; that way our cameras can capture your real reactions without interruption.”

Gawking, Caleb started, “You can just do th-”

“Yep! Here we go!” And with that confessional mode was activated, and it appeared to each individual that they were alone in the dining hall despite the fact that no one had moved.

Reyna looked directly into the camera, “Don’t worry, viewers, we will be going between every little member of our island and making sure to capture their candid reactions! Enjoy~”

CALEB

Seemingly now alone in the dining hall, Caleb couldn’t help but wonder how this worked. Was the magic affecting his perception or making several pocket realities? Looking in front of him, he had a sizeable stack of letters and decided he might as well get started reading them.

Dear Caleb,

Greetings from a fellow Master— or I guess Mistress, in my case. I'm Aífe, the Mistress of what's supposed to be the "sister season" to yours (whatever that means). I haven't watched your season yet, but from what Sera has told me, you've had it pretty rough. Way rougher than I have, at least. I offer my condolences, for whatever they're worth. I'd offer advice, but I've been in this position for roughly as long as you have, so I doubt I'd be of any help. I guess... just hang in there, and remember what you're fighting for. Not that you need to hear that from me. Anyways, sorry for the rambling, and good luck!

Sincerely,

Aífe McGarden

Caleb reread the contents several times, It was surreal that someone else was dealing with the same situation as him. What did sister season even mean? He frowned and looked over and saw a faun looking at him impatiently

“What do you want me to say something?” The Faun nodded eagerly, “Alright, well…Hey Aífe, thanks for the letter. I guess it's comforting to know, at the very least, I’m not alone in this. I just…want everyone to leave here as themselves. That may be asking a lot, but…that’s my goal above all else. I’ll do anything to make that happen.”

He put the letter aside and reached over to grab the next one

Caleb-

You seem to be doing very well so far, keep it up. These women depend on you to be strong, do not let those who would use you walk all over you. Remember that in the end you will all be together no matter what, wither you have a functional household or a collection of broken toys is largely up to you but you seem to have the right attitude and I commend you for it. What you did with Stella may have seemed harsh but it's a lesson she needs to learn. As do others in your harem that think nothing of harming the others for their own gain. Be strong and do what you have to but try to keep your own spirit intact as well.

Shar.

Caleb frowned, “I have no intention of letting people walk all over me, but I have no plans to throw my weight around for no reason. Everyone has a reason they’re acting the way they are…I’m sure even Stella-” He shook his head, “After what happened, I will only use that power if I honestly feel there is no other option.”

He picked up the next letter.

Dear Caleb,

As far as masters go your not doing too bad for how you started off with a lot of these girls. You are so lucky that Lily is as reasonable as she is because a person starting the position your past actions had her in can self-destruct a harem. Admonishments for past transgressions aside I think you are doing well and I have watched A LOT of Harem Hotel so I like to think I know what I'm talking about. Most masters do not find the resolve to be this dedicated to their harems this quickly. I really want to see your harem end up happy so I'm pulling for you on this.

From a better host than Lucy,

Sally

Earnestly not knowing how to feel about praise from a host, Caleb tried to be diplomatic, “Thanks, I am really doing my best, and yeah I don’t need telling that Lily has every right to drag me through the mud. She’s one of the best people I ever met and its a testament to her character not mine, that she’s been as cool-headed as she has.”

Caleb reached over and picked up the final letter, which had a bit more heft to it.

Greetings.

Look, I’ll be honest from the get-go. My initial impression of you after Lily was introduced to this particular season? Down the freaking gutters. I know, I watch this show, and here I am judging about cheating. What can I say? It’s a red-hot flag to me nonetheless. And might also be why I stick to the seasons of this show billed as a positive for the people involved in it.

Still… You are trying to move past this, and to show empathy to everyone stuck with you in this pseudo-Ven*ce (let a byzantineboo hate on this city of traitors to Rome please). And well, that is something I can only call a positive, and a good thing. So… yep, going to have to agree with Amy here. Time to put in the work for everyone stuck in this harem, so this can level up to everyone part of this harem.

And no, the Internet monkey here doesn’t have a neat and clean answer fixing it all. Knowing limits and all that. But hey, they keep saying worthwhile things are not easy. And this sounds hella difficult. Guess it does mean it is really worthwhile to do this then now, doesn’t it?

Just… don’t be afraid of failures. Because they’re going to happen. Because mistakes *also* are a part of life. You’ll have to own up to this and accept the bad with the good, unfortunately. But it’s part of the mission statement for building something good and functional.

And well, this is not just about your happiness. This is about building something that can provide happiness to everyone involved. Don’t forget that particular objective. And also, please don’t take more deals with the fucking demon? Stella was beyond the line by a long shot, but giving inches to , let’s 95% of the Hosts at least is not a good idea. Trust yourself over them.

Keep going,

Hardric.

PS: Now I assume you know better than just taking Lucian to his face as I said. Apply this to Reyna too. Current season is her brainchild, and unless he flips the table over, Lucian is functionally her puppet and strawman and her the de facto Host. Keep that in mind for the future.

That was a lot. A lot of well, everything, “I’m glad I’m not as awful as you thought, I guess? I only have so much time here. I understand the sentiment about being ok with failure, but I also don’t have the time for that. We’re already one-fifth of the way through. I only have forty days to make sure everyone gets through to the other side. I can’t afford to waste time.” He reread the postscript about Reyna, curious that no one else had brought this up. He’d need to look into it.

LILY

Lily took a second to reorient herself. Maddy had been sitting right beside her. She reached over the table to see if she could feel Maddy’s hand where it had been but found nothing. The faun next to her cleared its throat and she shot it a look, “Alright jeeze, I’m reading, I’m reading.”

She grabbed the closest letter and was surprised to find another smaller letter attached to it.

Lily-

I am sorry you find yourself in a rough spot on the show but good on you for trying again with your ex. It certainly isn't the easiest of situations you find yourself in having to both forgive his past and share his future. Working on your temper and communications skills may help. Maddy seems like a very good place to start with working on sharing Caleb, and possibly more as it seems like she may want to be more than friends. Regardless good luck and please try to stay on the light path.

Shar.

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Nice job on the upgrade! You're looking great, revel in it. Sucks to hear about the baggage with the ex but hopefully you guys can work things through. P.S. Mads seems into you, you should totally hit that.

Tracy.

Lily’s cheeks flushed red, “I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about. Maddy is just sweet and helpful, she’d do it for anyone. I’m not special to her like that. Besides, she’s still mad at me for ruining everything. And she likes Caleb…it’s just- I think you’re seeing things that aren’t there.” She dejectedly reached out and grabbed the next letter.

Dear Lily,

As a long time Harem Hotel viewer I have to say your position is a rough one. The ex can often have a rough go of it at first but while it sucks what happened to you with Caleb the sympathy at least helps mitigate your rough position. Now as a positive I absolutely LOVE your transformation. You are so lucky to get such a banger body and oh man those pheromones. Use those to your advantage and try to remember that Caleb is trying despite how much he hurt you in the past. It may not seem it to you right now but I am an ally of love and want to see y'all happy together

Romantically hopeful,

Sally

_P.S. Love, love, love that bounty you took. Even if it won't earn you anymore VP you should see if they'll let you keep that belt afterwards ___

Gritting her teeth, Lily crumpled the letter, “Everyone needs to stop telling me about how hard Caleb is trying! I get it! I know! I’m the one that fucked up our date I get it! I can’t just…switch back to loving him, though! Maybe I don’t even want to! Stop shoving that on me, alright?”

She snatched up the next letter and tore it open.

To Lily

So you’re a plant girl, is that right? Oof. That’s a rough beat. I’ve been there. But also, it can be very rewarding. By the way, my name is Marley. Once upon a time, I was a Mimic Jelly, which means I actually grew from a flower. It was this whole thing, but never mind. Anyway, I’ve done some research into botany, and I’d like to say that a relationship between a person and a plant girl, it could probably work out, I hope? I mean, if it can, then a relationship between a person and a former plant girl could definitely work out, yeah? Just, like, hypothetically, I mean. Gotta be the case, right? Well, anyway, good luck, I’ll be rooting for you!

Marley Granger

Lily had to double back to make sure she read that correctly, “Um…well, Marley, it seems like you and I kind of got it in reverse. I mean, I’m glad that you seem to have found love despite your situation. I don’t know if romance is my primary concern right now as far as being a plant is concerned. If you know about maintenance tips, I’d really appreciate it. I can still eat, but I do think I might photosynthesize? I seem to feel much better in the sun. Anyway…thanks for your unique perspective.”

Lily grabbed the last bulky letter.

Greetings.

This is a crap hand you have to deal with, no two ways around this. You saddled back with a guy who cheated on you, while dealing with so many issues… Yes, Reyna’s preying on your psychological insecurities has been aired, besides the rest. As a brother who had his relationship with one of his brothers shot in the knee for this kind of stuff, and had to suffer indirectly because of cheating, you get my sympathies. Sympathies too for the bounty liking making your life pretty hard these last days. I’d suggest you avoid this stuff in the future.

I know, a random Internet Monkey watching this show, and saying this stuff? Well, let’s say suffering, mind destruction, and the like are very much not things I care for… Any situation. Still, while I also know that this is not anything easy for you by any stretch of imagination… I do hope you manage to get one up over your own demons.

It doesn’t excuse what happened to you, but… I’d say your past, then what happened to you with Maddy is a pretty painful lesson about the need to own up to how one feels, and… not take others for granted. It is not an excuse for what happened, but… still something to think about so you can move past it.

Still, don’t let this part get to you. I do think you have a good heart, despite the issues you face. You did show that too with Maya, even if she turned out to not be the culprit. I know, not the best memory either, but you are still willing to go in the trenches for others.

Just be ready to give second chances, like what happened with May. I’d say it worked out for you both. May be hard, but keep this in mind. Including if it means doing the first step yourself next time. If nothing else, so you get to build up something better for yourself. No one deserves to be stuck in this kind of emotional dump.

Keep going,

Hardric.

PS: I’d also say to stop listening to Reyna’s shit fast. She may play Good Cop to Lucian’s Bad Cop, but let’s be clear, she is the one wearing the pants in their work relationship. This is her season, her rules. Her sadism at play while she toys with both you and her pet demon.

Lily grimaced, it wasn’t really great seeing all her failures listed out even if it was in the attempt at being encouraging, “I appreciate your kind words, I’m doing my best. This whole situation is crazy and every time I think I have a handle on things, it turns out I’m wrong. Story of my life really. I don’t know what you mean about Reyna, I always thought she was an agent of the game but I guess you’re saying there’s more to it than that? I don’t necessarily think it matters too much in the grand scheme of things but thanks for the heads up.”

MIRA

Mira was fascinated by the sudden absence of Maya beside her, but at this point, Magic was magic, best not to think on it too deeply and focus on the task at hand, which meant this first letter.

Mira-

You would be better served to think of your fellow harem mates like your clients to be helped, and not a collection of steps to walk over to get where you want. The audience voted to restore something wonderful to you because you seemed genuine, they can strike twice as harsh now your true colors have been revealed unless you work to repair that reputation.

Shar.

Mira gently set the letter down, “I believe you may be confused Shar. I view everyone here in the harem as an equal, fully capable of providing for themselves and coming to request aid if they need it. Do I look out for myself first and foremost? Absolutely. If I don’t, no one else will. But putting myself first does not equate to disrespecting the others here.”

The Bengali woman shook her head and grabbed the next letter

Dear Mira,

First of all sexy sexy date. You were looking fine in that dress and taking Caleb to the opera was a good way to show your interests. Might I suggest also singing some opera for him though. You like it and thanks to your tf it will get him nice and worked up. I also love a contestant willing to play the game and have fun with things. Though I think you might want to try getting along with some of the others more outside of just Maya. Being too standoffish can just lead to you being the target after all. Just food for thought as a long time viewer of the show

Turned on by you,

Sally

Mira added the letter neatly to the stack. “Sally, I appreciate the feedback. I have always been a goal-oriented person, I’m not shy about that. It would be good to get to know the other Women better, we will be spending an inordinate amount of time together. Perhaps I can introduce them to opera as well.”

The next letter seemed to have a cassette tape with it

For Mira:

Hello, your name is Mira, right? So this is gonna sound really weird, but the host on our show told us to write letters to people on your show. While I wasn’t tasked with writing to anyone, an acquaintance of mine was selected. Apparently, as a joke. You see, she can’t write. So I have to write for her. Only, she can’t actually talk, either, so I need to speculate what she’s trying to say. I can’t believe I was stuck with such a thankless task, either. Why?! Apparently, she’s really confused, and sent a sound file for you to review for your job. Yeah, I don’t get it either. Knowing her, it’s probably a practical joke of some kind. At any rate, as one professional to another, I’ll be wishing you the best.

Dawn

Mira looked over at the Faun who took the cassette and put it in a boombox to….silence. Mira blinked a few times, “Dawn was it? I think for your friend it would be best to consider productions with a largely deaf audience, hopefully she has a good face to stand up to such scrutiny.”

Reaching out to take the last one, Mira raised her eyebrow as she unfurled it to see the block of text in front of her.

Greetings.

For starters, I will be offering my congratulations about how the first vote turned out for you. The fact you lost your voice in such a way, and the career ender it was, are a massive shame, and wish you the best in this new situation you’re in now.

Surprised an audience member of this show would think such things perhaps? Well, I’d say I’m bleeding heart about the people ending up here, and decidedly focusing on the seasons of this show billed as offering something positive to their Contestants. Okay, after I said pieces like these, you might be guessing about where I am going to continue afterwards.

So, your outlook on this whole thing. I suspect the recent kerfluffles are going to be as much ammo for you about how your attitude is clearly the superior option given you got to remain in the peace and quiet et all that jazz. I’m just going to point two things out though: How do you expect to keep handling things that way when these people are going to be linked to you for the rest of your lives? And also… Is this any kind of actual living?

Survive is… something, sometimes the only thing you can do even. But I’m going to point out it isn’t the opposable thumbs alone that got us now mostly hairless monkeys on top of this planet. It’s our ability to care for each other and the fact we could build something together. Reminder mended bones, caring for others, is one of the first signs of civilizations. And it certainly worked out for you on this first vote. And the disputes and the likes? Welp, never said the stuff was *easy*. Still more of a reason to keep fucking trying.

Surviving is a thing, but he quickly becomes very little compared to what life can offer instead. And building something with others is also more to get. Keep that in mind. Because the way you speak… You certainly give off the vibes of someone who will strike first, with no hesitation. While bemoaning it was ‘’’necessary’’’. I’d hope I’m wrong about this.

Hard Men Making Hard Decisions are at best lapsing to the easy choice, more often just in for the murderboner. You owe yourself more than this.

Keep going,

Hardric.

PS: Same as everyone, but don’t take Reyna at face value. This is Silicone Bitch’s show, her ideas, her demon strawman for Host. And there is no spoon long enough to use here.

Setting the letter down with the rest, Mira sighed and shook her head, reached out and had a sip of tea before responding. “Never have I said my strategy was superior. I have touted its benefits that appeal to me, but I have never once begrudged others for their strategy. I think you will find in the tone of your letter it is you who is claiming a stance of moral high ground above me. You who are at home and not stuck in a magical hotel, **** to compete with others for a semblance of yourself at the end. So it is with the tiniest bit of salt that I must take your advice. I appreciate your concern, thank you for the warning, but I find, given everything else you have said…I must also not take you at face value.”

ELIZA

Suddenly alone, Eliza looked at the proffered letters the faun in front of her had provided, along with several other items. Eliza was surprised so many people seemed to have a vested interest in her of all people, but decided it was better to accept. She reached out and took the first letter, which had a smaller note attached to it.

Eliza-

Know that there are those who see what you are trying to do for the others and wish you well in it. There is nothing wrong with using the tools at your disposal if you can find a way to do so with out causing harm. Help Lily with her temper, help Noemi make good decisions, and help Maddy to love herself. You are the heart of team light and I am rooting for you. I think Amy could be invaluable to your efforts. Hopefully you can reach Maya and show her friendship so she isn't so quick to hurt others in what is not a game and show Mira that her own best interest is not in walking over others when by herself she is likely the one to be trampled. You might even be able to help Stella with her self destructive impuses, but that may be reaching. Most of all take care of yourself and don't let Lucien's game take away who you are.

Shar.

You seem pretty cool for a professor, wish more of mine could have been like that. Stay strong we're rooting for you even if you didn't get any cool cow stuff with your transformations.

Tracy.

Eliza wiped a small tear from her eye, she had wondered if anyone watching would appreciate her efforts. She often felt she was probably upsetting a portion of the audience with her peacekeeping efforts, so it was nice to hear the words of affirmation, “Thank yo Shar and Tracy for your support, the friends I’ve made here are important to me and I want to do whatever I can to make them feel safe. I’ll do whatever I can to reach out to the others and hopefully we can get through this together.”

The next letter had a parcel attached to it. Looking inside, Eliza saw a carbon copy of the outfit she had been **** to wear on her date.

Dear Eliza,

I guess we'll begin with the elephant in the room. Lucy is an idiot de-milfing you like that at least as far as the audience is concerned. For you personally though how lucky you are to not be old anymore. And you've already proven you have the hotness and the energy to still milf it up where it counts. You may have gotten some help but that date was sexy. I'm not going to say you shouldn't play the game but you don't have to be cutthroat if you don't want to. There are other ways. Like if you want to take care of others help them be the sexiest they can be for their dates. Many ways to play and I hope you do great.

Rooting for you,

Sally

P.S. Loved your date look and depressed you no longer have that outfit so I'm including a copy with this letter. Each part of this version does include a slight arousal boost for each part you are wearing though. Have fun

Eliza cleared her throat, reading that last part as her face turned red, “Thank you? Um I personally don’t think I ever have considered myself to be a “MILF” but um, I appreciate the words of support and the outfit too I suppose.”

The next letter also had a small attachment to it in the form of a ring box revealing a plain metallic ring inside.

Eliza,

I know you don’t know me, but I have a lot of respect for you. I am the host of another season currently airing, one which aims to create happier, healthier harems for the betterment of my contestants. Your season is, while certainly not the darkest out there, certainly darker than mine. It wants to create drama through the use of sabotages and pit you all against each other. You have largely resisted that so far, and done your best to provide a safe place for your fellow contestants despite your show’s structure. I’m proud of you for that.

Given the structure of your show, I wanted to give you a small defensive tool. Hematite is often believed to ward off evil. It can, but it requires a proper ritual to do anything useful. I wanted to offer you a spare hematite ring from my collection. It’s old and won’t protect you fully, but if someone tries to attack you, it’ll buy you a minute or two to prepare. I hope it can help when you need it.

Finally, I wanted to end with some advice. Maya could use a friend. If you approach her with an open mind, I think she could open up to you in a way that would be good for her.

Love and best wishes,

Genet

It was strange to hear of another Host being so different than the demon that guided their season. Eliza looked at the ring again, “Genet, thank you for your support. I’ll do my best to protect these other girls. You aren’t the only one concerned about Maya, so I’ll definitely be reaching out to her.”

The next letter’s stationery looked very official, and its contents surprised Eliza even more.

Dear Professor Elizabeth Jones

Allow me to preface this letter by expressing my congratulations to your newly-acquired transformation. While I would like to extend further consideration towards your continued run on your season, a matter of grave importance has arisen and I must address it.

I need to report an improper sexual relationship between a professor at my school, and her stepson. Now, this would not be someone you know, as she is the teacher of a finishing school in a different country. But as you are an educator, I’m hoping that by reporting this to you, someone who would understand the gravity of this situation, that something may come of it. Normally I would mind my own business, but seeing the way she is taking sexual advantage of him, I simply cannot stand by any further.

If there is anything in your power to do, I hope you can right this grave situation, and bring the offending party to justice.

Best wishes, Vivian Carrington

Ignoring the wrong last name, Eliza was unsure of how she should respond. Ultimately, her face grew stern as she entered professor mode, “Ms. Carrington, I’m sorry to hear about this improper situation you are bearing witness to. Please report it to the proper authorities. Any woman who would **** their position as a parent in such a way is not to be trusted and is quite the villain indeed. I hope for the step-son’s sake she is properly apprehended.”

Clearly this mail had gotten lost in service, but Eliza hoped against hope Vivian saw relief as she took up the last letter.

Greetings.

First of all, thanks. It feels very nice to have someone in there who is actively looking out to keep this whole group functional or wanting to advocate for healthier relationships. Now I realize this season is not one pushing for this, but this is still something I really want to see while watching this show. I know, sounds weird from a person watching this show, but it’s how it is.

Now, I suspect that it won’t be easy, and that you’re likely aware of this too. You may have heard words about some of the… drama, shall we say that happened to the people around you so far. Still, I’d say be there for them, and offer an ear and help to get the pieces back together. Noemi was… on her way to be a goner without you, and you did manage this. It won’t be easy to repeat, but I think you do have the chops for this.

And don’t be afraid to reach out more along the way. I realize the people around you are not in your age bracket, second youth or not, but I think it’s important for you too to get involved more. It would do good to you too, to be able to kick back as much as you can, and use what opportunities you get to enjoy yourself. And it will make it easier on you, if you decide to keep staying the cap on being any kind of pillar of support for the other ladies, and Caleb.

And don’t be afraid to admit to mistakes, or reach out too when the getting gets tough. no one is able to be strong all the time for everyone. And that’s okay, that’s how life works. Not that you need me to teach you this. Important part is getting back and continuing. And keeping to reach out, and show this is a good way forward to follow on.

Also, your husband was clearly a moron if he decided you were too boring for him. Go forward, and show how wrong this take was.

Keep going,

Hardric

PS: Still, be careful around Reyna as much as Lucian. This season is her brainchild, not his. And as far as she is concerned, he’s her strawman. And her idea of entertaining… Welp, as I said, it’s her season, complete with Sabotages, Masks, whole nine yards… Watch your back.

It was reassuring that this was the second letter praising her efforts. Eliza smiled, “Thank you, Hardric, I sincerely plan to help everyone out of this situation in one piece, whatever I have to do to make that happen. No matter who is behind the wheel, it doesn’t really matter. We will face each obstacle as it comes.”

The Faun gathered up her gifts and carried them off.

AMY

Amy was a tad surprised by the fact that she had received so many letters. She had assumed that, given the fact that she had zero VP, she would be ranking pretty low compared to everyone else. She reached over and ripped open the first letter.

To: Amy Tanaka

You know, Amy, when you first arrived, I expected you to be a detestable rat who would be a fodder contestant that would be eliminated with no one caring. I was surprised, however, to see you be one of the Harem’s most reasonable contestants. I've got to say, you suck at first impressions.

From: An Anonymonous Watcher

Scowling a bit Amy threw the letter onto the table, “Well, Watcher, glad to see I’ve risen in your eyes. To think that you can watch this show and think of a living, breathing human as fodder says a bit more about you than I care to know.”

She grabbed the next letter to see it had another letter attached to it.

Amy-

You are doing very well dear and we are very happy to see you supporting Caleb. Getting information on the other shows was quite resourceful. Sadly at times it seems like you are the only one there with two functioning brain cells at times. I do hope that you continue to use your wit and skill to help the others without painting too much of a target on your back. Beware of Mira, she is not honest and will smile at your face while she plants the knife in your back.

Shar.

Nice computer skills! And the oni look really suits you. Put some pressure on Lucy to give you some tits and you could have the total package. Try getting a TV too, it's much easier to watch the other seasons on. My money's on you to win it either way, don't let me down.

Tracy.

Amy once again held her lips tight as she sighed and threw the letter, “If having more fat on my chest is part of the package, I don’t want it, sorry to disappoint. Don’t need a larger striking zone. Also, while I appreciate the praise, I don’t appreciate using it to put the other women down. Everyone handles things differently, I can’t function without information. Because of my programming, I spent the bulk of this week in my room instead of interacting with the girls, which is arguably super dumb. Everyone is gonna handle things differently. I’m no better than anyone else here.”

She snatched up the next letter and tore it open.

Dear Amy,

I would like to apologize on behalf of all hosts for the horrible transgression that was Lucy's veto that was inflicted upon you. Don't get me wrong the oni thing is nice but any self respecting host worth their salt would have used that veto to make the results a tie before sabotaging you like that in this situation. I mean you were already the cheater and a move like that could have destroyed your chances with the audience. Thankfully you have proven to be awesome and risen above your terrible start. I will forever miss what should have been with the gyaru tf but am enjoying seeing you be awesome. To reward this I am giving you a gift reminiscent of what was tragically taken from you. Enclosed is a tube of never ending pink lip gloss. Maybe not your style but when wearing it your lips will be sensitive to the point that kissing could potentially bring you to orgasm. Enjoy and keep being awesome.

My condolences,

Sally

Amy reached inside and, sure enough, found a gold tube of lip gloss inside. Eye twitching she tried to keep a smile on her face, “I’m sure from the tone of your letter, you mean well. I disagree with you almost entirely, but I appreciate the support in spirit.”

She handed the tube to the faun and took up the next letter.

For Amy:

Yo girl! Amy Tanaka, right? Name’s Gina. Gotta say, you’re like, my absolute favorite! I’m so stoked to be chatting right now, nothing hotter than a girl who knows what she wants and goes for it! Plus, the whole demon thing is totally metal.

Anyway, glad to root for a girl who respects sex and knows how to have fun. Only concern is that right now, you really need to focus on your guy. Yeah, I know, having fun with folks is one thing, but on a show like this, you really need to do some soul searching and find how you really feel about the guy you’re with. If you want him, just charge right in, without hesitation! You do that, there’s no way you’ll be able to lose!

Anyway, good luck.

Gina

Amy blinked a few times, she had been expecting audience members and other showrunners; a contestant was a surprise. Since it was someone in the same situation she decided to be more thoughtful in her response, “Gina, thank you for the support and the sex positivity, honestly, if we’re in the same reality by the end of our show,s I wouldn’t mind grabbing a beer sometime. I don’t know how I feel about Caleb. Friend sure, Work out buddy sure. Beyond that? It’s hard to think of that when my survival depends on his cock you know? I promise to give it real thought, though.”

She grabbed the final letter and used her nail to open it.

Real greetings.

Especially after I had to change my opinion so fast after the first impression we had here.

You throwing this Street Fighter movie cringe… That painted a real ugly picture to watch. Now, I am ready and willing to admit I misjudged you and apologize for this misjudgement.

And yes, this is coming from someone who watches this show, for real.

Admittedly, these are mainly the lighter seasons, the ones who are a positive I do watch.

Zooming in while these end up being a net positive for the folks involved is great TV.

Ultimately, I do hope all of you manage to make through all of this okay and fairly intact.

Regardless of the attitudes of some of the people there. Happy you’re a team player too.

Especially after how you’ve been helping Lily, or ratting out this Lucian Mask available.

Considering the future for this season… keep doing that, please. You all need this going.

Look at other seasons to see how it can go to hell with the Host gunning for toxic drama.

Obligatory reference to one Azure for how much of a toxic shit she is, even for this place.

Now, I assume you may already know this, if you look long enough at what your AI dug up.

Extremely impressive move, wish you better about this than one certain muskrat…

Do you have any projects about developing more of this stuff in the future, there or after?

Also, still take the time to take care of yourself. Being there for others requires that much too.

Not that I am supposed to know that, I’m just a freaking internet monkey with no social grace. Genuinely though, I do hope everyone here can work something out you can all be part of.

Especially given the pretty hostile conditions that are thrown at your collective face here.

Reckon that everyone here will need all the luck you can get.

Maybe try reaching out with Eliza too?

And never try a Sabotage before okaying it with the ‘victim’ for a positive use.

I hope this letter arrives sound and good with no damage or alterations.

Putting it all together top to bottom was *something*, I can tell you that much.

Keep going,

Hardric.

PS: Also, recheck your algorithms and calculations with Reyna as Host instead. Bitch is the de facto one unless coup from Lucian, and *not* friendly to any of you. At all.

“If you were gonna include the postscript, why the sneakiness with the lines?” Amy muttered before shaking her head, “Sure, I’ll keep a lookout. Also, no, no plans to do any more developing while I’m here. That AI takes the majority of that netbook to run, and it was super slow to put together. I’d rather be present for the rest of the competition rather than stuck holed up in my room.”

She set the letter down, shaking her head, apparently all types wrote in.

NOEMI

Noemi was overwhelmed by the stack in front of her and decided to grab what appeared to be the biggest mess. Two letters attached to each other, what appeared to be a perfectly preserved blue rose and a box containing…a cowprint lingerie set up complete with horns and bell.

Noemi-

You have quickly risen in our estimation to become our favorite among your show. Please continue to work with Eliza and her group, including Lily. She has problems with her temper but she is in a difficult situation I hope you understand. The wish could let you help your family in many ways, but remember that the harem is also your family now. Love your new sisters and help them as you do your blood. I believe you can win this game by being true to your heart and not the monster they want to make you. You are a good person, believe in yourself and in Caleb. Try reaching out to Maya and show her what it's like to have a sister, for she has no one. Above all keep defending yourself. That card was a very wise move, be on the lookout for more like it. If the snakes break their fangs trying to bite you that's on them.

Shar.

You're doing great now you've started thinking and being less impulsive but there's so much more you could have. Look at Stella, Ivy, and Amy. All kinds of cool changes to be more than human. With your tits you could pull off cow girl easy, and you want kids anyways so the lactations a bonus. Think about it, maybe Lucy'd be cool to get rid of that Bully path that just doesn't fit you for it. Maybe there's a card to give you a temp version to try it on, bet you'd look amazing.

Tracy.

"I bet Caleb would love to see you in this and get you some babies in your belly."

Noemi blushed thinking of Caleb’s reaction to her in this outfit and if he would really love it. Still she had a bone to pick, “Thank you both for the amazing gifts, I really do appreciate them and I hope Caleb likes the outfit. Um, but there’s one thing I need to correct, we may be family but I am the wife and everyone else is like Caleb’s concubines for him to breed and use and I’m fine with that! I want to get along with them too, but it’s important because destiny has chosen Caleb for me and me for him, he needs to love me most of all and I have no doubts in my heart that he will. I would do anything to make this work for him after all!”

With a smile, she put down the gifts and grabbed the next lette,r which had a bottle of lotion attached to it.

Dear Noemi,

Got to say I am loving you right now. The way you and Eliza overcame your serious disadvantage early on was amazing. Some good old embarrassed nudity does wonders for a person I always say. Also see if you can buy a copy of that milkmaid dress. You looked amazeballs in it. And man your date was simple but wonderful. You are just hitting all the high notes and really growing close to the master super quick. My one critic though is to remember that this is a harem. It may not be your ideal but you will have to share Caleb at the end of the day. I'd hate to see you shoot yourself in the foot getting overly possessive. You are beautiful and to help with that I am including some lovely body lotion for you. You'll find that anywhere it is applied will feel incredibly soft, smooth, and sensitive for 24 hours. Enjoy.

Your fan,

Sally

Noemi blinked, “Why shouldn’t I be possessive of the person I love? I understand this is a harem, but I’m the one he loves most. He can date and fuck the others, that’s fine. He can love them too! That’s ok! As long as he loves me most! It’s really just that simple.” The Chilean shook her head as if she could not understand the confusion.

The next letter was pretty chunky and Noemi lifted it up as she handed the lotion to the Faun.

Hey.

Listen. I know this is supposed to be fan mail, but… fuck you. Seriously. Fuck. You. You’re a bully! Every time I think about how you treated your master back in school, it makes my blood boil. No excuses! You did wrong, and that makes you an absolutely disgusting human being. And there’s nothing you can do to change that!

…Weeeell, not nothing.

Look. You need to make this right. And that means you have to strip yourself naked and supplicate yourself to him. Show him how sorry you are for doing the things you did! That means devoting yourself entirely to his pleasure, you’re basically going to be his sex doll now! Get your boobs pumped up, put on a collar for him to lead you around with, and heck- sleep in a cage! It’s where a disgusting, dirty girl like you belongs.

But that’s just the start. After that, you’re going to need to get a chastity belt. You’re going to be wearing that for the rest of your life to make amends, and show your master that you’re no longer thinking about yourself! Your pleasure is no longer yours- it’s for your master to do with as he pleases! You will cum when HE says you can cum, you will get to have sex when HE says you can have sex, and you can’t even touch yourself until HE says you can! A life constantly on the edge, never allowed release, that’s the least you deserve, and if he never ever lets you cum again, well, that’s just too damn good!

…Bad. I mean bad.

…Anyway, do all that, and you can make amends for how you’ve treated him all these years!

Holly Anderson

Several things happened as Noemi read the letter. First, she felt her face grow hot with outrage. Then the warmth trailed south, and her eyes glazed over. By the time Noemi was done reading, she realized she was fondling her breast and had to shake herself out of it. “Holly, I understand where you’re coming from, and I fully intend to make it up to Caleb, but I have to disagree with one thing. I can’t wear a chastity belt, because how am I going to ensure I am filled to the brim with his baby batter if It's blocked off? How can I easy access for my loved one’s seed if he has to remove that every time? Think Holly! Think!”

Noemi cleared her throat. “Thank you for the letter.” She reached out and grabbed the last letter stacked there on the table.

Greetings.

Sooo, your start wasn’t exactly the best one you could have had. But, you did manage to bounce back out of this, and get to where you are now, with friends around you, and a better relationship with Caleb than what you started with. Your date certainly was a pretty impressive reversal of your situation to pull off.

Still, if one Internet monkey’s braying may matter to you… I’d suggest not ignoring some parts of the situation. Or worse, rewriting them to suit you. These are people you are going to be living with in the future after all.

Yes, this is me being a wet blanket about this sabotage card used on Eliza. I know, you decided to use it to help her, but… That was still done behind her back, and you still never opened up about this to anyone but Caleb. So yes, again, sorry for the wet blanket, but surely it would be better to come clean about this? I realize Lily’s accusation when she went after Maya wasn’t a good omen of the consequences, but… It *is* going to come out eventually, and it will only have an uglier fallout the longer you wait. And well, as you saw with said outburst, consequences are not only happening to you thanks to it.

I get being worried about Sabotages after this… But this is also a moment for honesty. These worries are about people firing back or the fallout of these actions, and not about people having it out for you, or jealous of your lead. Rewriting history to make yourself the heroine is always tempting, but it is also not helping anyone, you least of all.

You saw Caleb being able to deal with this… Just, try to air this out before someone else does it for you. These kinds of things are going to burn you before the end, and no one deserves this.

Keep going,

Hardric.

PS: Also, remember how this Sabotage card was also Reyna’s idea? Well, masks off she’s a sadistic bitch and pretty much the de facto Host of this season. Don’t trust a word out of her mouth, you’ll do yourself a massive favor.

Noemi pouted and then stamped her foot, “You know what? It worked, didn’t it?! Eliza’s date went better than she planned! I did a good thing! It’s other people being unreasonable, and Reyna did help me out. So she helped Eliza out, too! Now you’re coming in here and telling me we’re wrong for doing something good? Nuh uh, not having it.”

She ripped the letter in half and threw the scraps in with the rest.

MADDY

Maddy anxiously looked around the room. “Where did everyone go?” She rose from her seat to go look, only to have her hand swatted by the nearby faun, who then pointed to the letters. “But where did everyone go?” The faun rolled its eyes and then pointed again, “Ok fine!”

She grabbed the letters on top and pulled them open.

Madeline-

You have great heart dear, good for you. I hope to see you become the heart of the harem as well and help them work together instead of giving in to hate and fear. And also love yourself dear. Yes the show will give opportunites to change but if you can't do that from a place where you like who you are you risk losing yourself as you change. And while you are at it maybe open yourself up to more with Lily. The looks you've given her have not gone unnoticed.

Shar.

Maddy-

It's okay to want to improve yourself. Absolutely take the chance to get a better body, not saying you aren't cute now understand, but there's always room for improvement and it's clear you're not happy with what you have. Glad you didn't get the pig thing though.

Tracy.

Maddy switched from feeling comforted by Shar’s words to looking her body over self-consciously as she read Tracy’s. “Um, I’m just going to do my best. I’m glad I’ve had the chance to make friends here…even if some people are scary. I just don’t want to not know who I am anymore by the end.”

She grabbed the next letter and ripped it open

Dear Maddy,

Don't underestimate what a good start you've got going on here. I know, gender stereotypes and all that but fact is people love a partner who can cook for them. And while this may ring hollow from me as a well known lover of large boobs remember all boobs are great. Now if you want to do something to improve them during the show that's great, good for you seeking self improvement. Just remember that Caleb was interested in you looking the way you do now to begin with. Also you might should look into upgrading your transformation, maybe they'll give you more sweets or the rate you get them will go up. You don't have to sabotage with them if that makes you uncomfortable. The audience eats it up when a contestant plays with temporary transformations and has fun with it. Just food for thought.

Sincerely,

Sally

Maddy swallowed and wondered how she might go about upgrading her transformation. Hadn’t Lucian said something about that when he changed Lily’s body at the start? Could they choose to do that? “Thank you for your letter Sally, um I’ll try to do what you said though I don’t know how well it would work out. I appreciate the advice, though.”

Grabbing the next letter, opened it up and began to read.

Hello there! Your name is Maddy, right? It’s such a pleasure to meet you!

My name is Mary. It’s an honor to get to talk with a professional chef! As someone who does a little cooking myself, I’m very confident in my skills, but certainly not enough to do it professionally! At any rate, please accept my wholehearted support. I’m sure that with your cooking ability, you can win over the man your soul desires! Remember, the way to a man’s heart is through her stomach! So don’t worry about looks, just be confident in yourself, and I’m sure he’ll respond to your sincerity in turn! Plus, a decent man will like a little roundness around the middle. And when you get pregnant and start having kids, then you’ll really start to fill out…

Um, where was I? Oh, right, yes, good luck, Maddy! I’m rooting for a cute and loving girl like you to take it all!

Love, Mary Reynolds

This person certainly seemed nice, though the end of it certainly seemed to go into an unexpected direction. “Thank you Mary. I think I’ve heard people say that before, but I never had a chance to really test it out. Though Caleb did seem to really enjoy it when I cooked for him before. Thank you, I’ll try to reach him through his stomach, cooking is the one thing I know I can do right!”

There was one final letter and it was a big one. Tentatively, Maddy opened it.

Greetings.

This… Was an eventful end of the week for you. Not exactly for the good reasons either. Still… I do hope this is something that you can move past without further troubles. Would be a freaking shame to lose friends over this kind of stuff. Good for you standing your ground, and then offering your hand still after this. Not as many people as one could wish are able to do that. And good to let Lily have another chance. Props to Stella’s pep talk.

I also wish you to have things work out well on the Caleb front. And don’t let yourself be scared off by anything. You did look like you were going along pretty well on this date. And I’d say from what we could see in his reaction that he’s looking up to you as a romantic prospect as well as any of the ladies on this island.

So don’t let any body image issue get to you. I cannot tell where you are going to end with this show, but remember. He likes you as you are right now, so if he’s worth anything he will keep doing so no matter how much your body changes or not.

I know, coming from an audience member of this show, it sounds weird. But welp, I do prefer it when this place produces functional and healthy relationships. They *can* happen, and sometimes, the TFs are just pure positive (two words, trans women). I do hope you get to have things work out for you on this. But keep in mind it already works out for you know, take heart in that.

On a lighter subject… Any meals you like cooking in particular, or eat? I will admit I got fairly addicted to using soy sauce for instance. Or when not using it, to stuff like grilled salmon or beef. Dark chocolate, coffee, caramel and red berries for pastries for the win too.

Wish you to make it out like a bandit while being here, and staying yourself through the TFs.

Keep going,

Hardric

PS: Quick warning. Reyna? *Not* a friendly Good Cop. This shitshow is her brainchild, and Lucian her strawman unless something changes hard. Don’t trust this silicone bitch ever.

Maddy wasn’t sure what to make of the letter, a lot of it seemed to be commentary of the show as a whole that went over her head so she doubled down on focusing on the end of the letter, “Right now with the price of meat getting so high, I’m really into curing and pickling various things. Ceviche is good, but also I have a Mugolio I’m fermenting at home. As for the stuff about Reyna, I’m sorry? You just seem so angry about it and I’m sorry but Reyna has always been perfectly nice while Lucian hasn’t so its a little hard to swallow especially when no one else writing has mentioned it. I’ll keep it in mind though.”

STELLA

In her room, Stella was dressed in only a towel, still fuming when Reyna had come in and delivered mail to her. Now she was sitting on the bed, reaching over and eyeing the first letter suspiciously before sighing, “Might as well get it over with.”

To: Stella Vincent

I’m going to be frank, Stella, I see you falling pretty far in the popularity polls, and that’s rather unfair. I mean, you were only fulfilling your role in the harem. It’s a brat’s job to cause trouble for everyone around her so that the master and her harem mates have an excuse to punish her sexually. It’s like buying a porno and being surprised there’s sex in it. But then again, the odds were always pretty stacked against you. The audience watching Harem Hotel loves romance and rewards contestants who get all lovey-dovey with the master.

Unfortunately for you, Caleb will never love you in the same manner that he does Lily or Maddy, which means you’ll always be at best the seventh banana in the harem compared to everyone else. This also means that Caleb will neglect you in this contest in favor of everyone else, which decreases your chances of saving yourself from elimination. I like you, so I’m going to give you some advice. Your clearest path to victory is to drag everyone else down to your level. Make them forsake any interest in romance to see themselves purely as sexual agents within the harem. Once that’s accomplished, you can quickly steamroll your way into victory since you’re the biggest slut in the harem and would be more willing to do sexual acts that the others would be **** to pursue.

From: An Anymonous Watcher

Stella crushed the letter in hand, “You know, you had me in the first half, not gonna lie, supporting me, telling me I was doing what was expected. Then you told me I’m unlovable and a slut. So cool. Great, love it. Hope you gooners are enjoying yourselves.”

She ripped open the next letters which were attached together.

Stella-

I understand the chaotic energy but you really need to find better ways to channel it dear, This was a good lesson in the repercussions of harming others coming back on you if you will just give it honest refection and not just jump to blaming others. If you would just work with Caleb and Amy instead of at cross purposes you may find the happiness that has eluded you. Also for what it's worth I'm rooting for you to get the breasts you deserve. Keep on pushing Lucien, sooner or later he'll give in just to get rid of you.

Shar.

Man I thought you were cool, but you turned out to just be a punk ass bitch. You're part of a team now numbnuts, get it together. P.S. hope the imp stuff comes back in this rounds transformations, you were rocking the look. Just needed a pair of IMPressive boobs!

Tracy.

“Oh cool look at that, more people telling me what a piece of shit I am! Cool did it ever occur to you people that I’m a grown ass woman who can do what she wants? The only thing of merit here is asking the show to give me a bigger chest. Bet people would have a whole lot less to say if I was sporting some double ds.” Stella ripped her towel off and began to get dressed.

After putting on a croptop she reached over to grab another letter from the stack.

Stella,

My name is Genet, and I’m the host of another season. I’ve been watching this season in some of my evenings, and have been disappointed by your behavior. I have struggled to tell at times whether it is from a malicious callousness or simply a difficulty considering others. If it’s the first, then I can only remind you that these are the people you will be spending the rest of your life with. If it’s the second, then I made something that can help.

I included in my envelope a single chocolate I imbued with a simple charm. For an hour after you eat it, you’ll be able to see what people would want to see you do. It makes no requirements of you, it would just show you the easy path. I think it could help you learn about your fellow harem members as well.

Love and hope,

Genet

Stella looked and saw indeed where the letter had been as a small box of chocolate, “At least this person bothered to send a gift while telling me off. Man, can’t imagine having someone like this as a host. At least Lucian has the balls to openly despise us while he forces us here. How much you want to bet Genet doesn’t understand why her cast wants to leave so badly. Well Genet, let me be frank, I’m not out here trying to hurt anyone, I jusst don’t understand why everyone makes a big deal out of everything. I’m trying to have fun and bone Caleb, that’s what we’re here for right? Fuck”

She tossed the letter on the bed and grabbed the next one.

Dear Stella,

Mixed feelings with you. Love your sexual energy and impish nature but you need to learn to take the others feelings into consideration a bit. Honestly on board with you playing with Caleb like that and dragging him outside for some fun but Maddy is obviously sensitive so you should have found a different method in my opinion. Maybe you could have just asked her for the sweets? Still keep up the sexual fun and really pulling for you to get some breast expansion transformations down the line. The idea of you going from smallest to biggest is really hot for me. Have fun and try to learn to play semi nice.

Sending positive vibes,

Sally

Stella scratched her cheek, “Finally, someone who gets it. Yeah, maybe messing with Maddy was a bad idea. Stiff wind could knock that one over. At least someone knows what FUN is around here. Jeeze. Also yes, big tits for the win.”

Stella grabbed the next letter feeling somewhat recovered as she pulled on her shorts.

Greetings.

So, for starters, I'd like to say thanks for helping Maddy out with her funk. I know, this sounds like it was small potatoes, but you really did good with her on this. Always nice to see people in this show manage to get along, and enjoy themselves.

Perhaps not the first thing one would think to hear from audience members, but I am a sucker for developing healthy relationships along the way. Sex is a nice thing too, I mean, I still watch this, but it is also better when it happens because people here want to enjoy themselves, and not solely to chase points around.

Okay, I think you’re smart enough to realize a guy like me saying this kind of stuff is going to end in a certain place… Two disclaimers first: One, there was nothing enjoyable about you getting stuck with that punishment, and Two, I stand by what I said about people being able to enjoy themselves and have fun.

Thing is… Fun at the expense of others is not exactly ‘fun’ anymore. The fact you almost got shut off from Challenge VPs *is* a problem, but… Welp, you’re an adult making your own choices, and able to make these choices, right? So there are some consequences to accept there, nobody gets to ignore that (also, eating the sweets was purely gratuitous on top of the rest). And well, gambling like this against a phobia on this level and just having pretty much ‘whatever’ as a plan if the guy had actually passed out or had a stroke… The idea is that you’re going to live with these people for the rest of your life. And that means caring for them, their well-being, and their fun too, not just yours. And that leaves me worried about you (pretty sure you’d be extra cooked if Lucian had been enough of an A-Hole to add ‘sincerity’ as a condition).

…Fuck it, I’m saying it: If you hate your sperm donor’s judgement of you so much, and I think you’re right on this, why work so hard to prove him right?

Despite this, keep going,

Hardric.

PS: Silicone Bitch Reyna is also that, a sadistic bitch. With Lucian in a strawman position for now. You know the guy is a pain now, just make sure to not listen to the pet’s mistress.

Smiling from ear to ear, Stella shredded the letter to bits in her hand, “You know, you almost had me, appealing to my sense of reason, sounded like you were the real sensitive type. But no, assholes always reveal themselves in the end when they just can’t help having the last word. Hey Hardric, buddy? Fuck you!” Stella flipped the double bird in front of her.

Stella was about to leave when she noticed one last letter

Oh my gosh! I can’t believe I’m actually getting to write fanmail to THE Arima Kana! You’re just one of my absolute favorite actresses, I’ve been following your career ever since you were a little girl! I heard you’re an idol now? That’s so awesome! I saw your recent production of Tokyo Blade, and I was absolutely blown away! Keep doing your best, I’ll be rooting for you!

Your #1 Fan, Rose Beausoleil

P.S. Can you please do your famous Pepper Dance? You know the one.

Stella froze, threw the letter on the bed, and then left the room.

MAYA

Back in the dining hall, Maya made a cursory wave of her hand over the area where Mira’s face had been and eyes and smile widened when she came in contact with nothing. She happily grabbed the first letter and opened it and was surprised when a deck of playing cards hit the table.

Dear Maya,

Okay I love you but honestly fuck you! That was totally uncool. I was waiting half the round dying of excitement for you to use your sabotage and THAT is how you use it! Lily may have been unjustified in coming after you like that but that crosses a line making her say that of all things given her history with Caleb. If that goes wrong it could permanently kill any chances of them reigniting their love. Really love so much about you. Your hot, you are excited to get into the Harem Hotel competition, and you want to get along with everyone while playing the game. It's like my dream package all in one contestant. But then you had to go and cross that line muddying the waters. Still like you and will totally throw all my support in your corner if you reflect on that and come clean. I mean what's even the point of **** if they don't know you did it anyway? Please think about what I said.

Hopeful,

Sally

P.S. I still really vibe with your gamer spirit so I'm sending you a special deck of cards. It's a normal deck in appearance aside from the art of the queen cards being sexy art of me. Functionally it allows you in any game that includes betting, like poker for example, to bet orgasms instead of money or chips. Have fun with it and maybe it will help you grow closer to the other girls

Maya paused, and as the faun reached for the deck of cards shook her head before pocketing it. She then, after a minute of silence, spoke up, “Sally, I am sorry that what I did distressed you so much. It’s clear that love is very important to yo,u and I can understand caring about something so much. I don’t regret what I did. Lily is a bully, and she has attached herself to a group so she can feel good about who she bullies. If she ends up unhappy, it is because of her actions. If you disagree, that’s ok. Thank you for your letter.”

She then folded the letter up and put it back in the envelope before setting it aside and grabbing the next one.

To: Maya Quinn

You know, Maya, I’m going to be honest. You’re probably going to do really badly at the popularity polls. The audience usually hates people who refuse to sing Kumbaya with the other contestants. The only reason you probably won’t be last is because of Stella’s stunt on her date night. This is why I’d like to thank you for sticking to your guns. You constantly generate new drama and tension that keeps people on the edge of their seats. Without you, this show would be far more boring. You might find this letter to be mildly insulting, but hey, high ratings are a good thing. It means that Lucian won’t have to resort to **** measures to drive up the show’s ratings. That’s usually when things get really unpleasant.

From: An Anonymonous Watcher

Maya tilted her head and gave a small smile, “I think I appreciate what you are saying? I just think the game should be taken seriously, and I want to have fun with it. That’s all, I don’t really understand the other stuff you’re talking about, but if it’s good, thank you.”

Folding this letter up, she stacked it on the last one and then pulled out the next letter from the pile, carefully opening it with the letter attached to it.

Maya-

I hope you come to realize when real harm is on the line things stop being games. You have the opportunity to make more than friends here, you can make a new family. But not if you open wounds that will never heal just to score points. This goes for using Caleb as well. How many points will you score if he uses his new ability to stop your ability to gain VP until you are genuine with him?

Shar.

Mad respect from a fellow gamer and prankish troll. Word of advice though, a joke isn't funny if only one side is laughing. Same thing goes for games.

Tracy.

Maya began to fold up the letters and put them away, “I am being genuine with Caleb, I wouldn’t have played Mao with him if I didn’t want to be close to him. I’m confused. What did I do wrong? You say that things stop being games when real harm is on the line, but that’s not true. Even if I don’t play the game, real harm is on the line, I just lose any say over what happens at that point. You’d rather I gamble than play. That doesn’t make any sense.”

She set down the closed envelopes and picked up the next one

Dear Maya,

as an avid player of games myself, I admire your dedication to engaging with the set of rules and options presented to you. Do keep in mind, however, that this is a social game. As such, how the other players perceive you matters as much (if not more) than your gameplay decisions. I recommend taking the time to get to know each of them during the next week, if only so you have a clear picture of their goals and motivations - of course, forging actual friendships can be a really nice side effect. Who knows, maybe cooperation can lead to more interesting strategies than you could even think of on your own.

I wish you all the best in your endeavors.

Love, Willow

P.S. If you're looking for an in-depth strategy game to play with a mid-sized group, I recommend checking out Terraforming Mars.

Maya’s eyes lit up and she smiled brightly, “This is good advice, Willow. I’ve been trying to make friends, but I didn’t really know how. I’ll try doing this and learn about the other girls this week! You’re right, that opens things up a lot in how we play. Maybe they have this Mars game in the gaming room!”

She gently folded up the letter and took out the next one.

Hey, you, you think you’re so great now? Because you won the lottery? Got lucky, did you? Well, you better watch your back. Don’t think that just because you got your hands on a little money that makes you better than the rest of us! If it wasn’t for a lucky break, you’d be stuck working dead-end jobs just like me! Believe me, enjoy it while you can, because we’re coming for the billionaires first, and then we’re coming for you! If you want to prove that you’re one of the good ones, then you better start using that money to pursue charitable endeavors, rather than just blowing it all on gambling. Maybe then, I’ll root for you. Until then, do your best. I guess. I mean, I’m not rooting AGAINST you. But, like… whatever, millionaires suck!

Kim Lewis

Maya paused and her face screwed up and for a moment it looked like she might cry and then she collected herself, “Kim, I don’t think I’m better than you. I think I’m worse than most people. I’m bad at making friends, I’m all alone, my family didn’t want me outside of my mom, the only thing I’m good at is gambling. Would you like some money? Would that make you less angry? I’m sorry that I’ve made you angry somehow and that you have to work those jobs. I had to do that after I dropped out of high school, and it’s soul-crushing. I hope that you’re in a safe place with people who love you. Thank you for your letter.”

Maya wiped a tear from her eye, folded the letter back into the envelope, and then grabbed the final letter.

Greetings.

So I realize that you are not in the best situation with the rest of the group. Which is sad, with your situation and hopes, but… It also is a problem of communicating your rules, just as people communicate theirs.

I am going to guess that, for you, when you took this Sabotage card, this was about being open and genuine about using the tools this season provided and showcasing a ‘No hard feelings’ outlook. A game to be played with, with no harm meant to be lasting to the others.

Thing is, this is a game no one has chosen to play with, with stakes very much higher than they would have ever accepted, and consequences for life. You decided to accept it, which is a thing, but…

I got one comparison in mind. I like paintball and lasergame. In that case, it would be a mandatory battle royale, with… let’s say lobotomy of the people not scoring enough points. And now the staff say they threw in real guns with real ammo as an ‘’’option’’’ for the contestants to use. And while the contestants are still in the middle of WTF-ing about this, they get to see you walk your way to one of these guns, lock and load it, and go ‘I’m all in’.

Forcing the trait hard here with the real ammo part I realize. But well, it *is* a group of people who never knew you. They can’t know the rules you work along any better than you can know theirs in the same situation. Be open about your limits and wishes there I’d say.

Still, despite this, and me thinking this ’’’game’’’ is perfectly playable and winnable without using all the tools offered (if anything, see it as beating it so well you can do so with minimal tool use)... I do wish you to indeed be part of a family again by the end of this. Just keep in mind that not all tools to get this are worth using. You did need a hug, remember?

Keep going,

Hardric

PS: Also, don’t trust Reyna. Silicone Bitch is puppeteer of your Host until/if he decides to snap. And well, she designed a game focused on destroying people and fostering distrust and hatred between each other… Tells you everything you need to know I think.

Maya screwed up her face, scrunching her nose and then patting at her cheeks a few times with her hands before shoving them down at her sides and responding. “Mr. Hardric, I don’t agree with your analogy. I don’t think it accurately conveys the situation that we are in because your analogy makes it sound like the guns are the only dangers that are present. It would be more apt to say we were put in a range filled with obstacles and cover, each armed with a gun. In my view, I simply started exploring the map and using the cover while everyone else agreed to stand in the open. I respect what you are trying to convey, but the game is happening whether people like it or not. They can choose to be players or victims. I am trying to encourage people to play and win just like I will be, but I can’t make that choice for them.”

She folded the letter and put it back in the envelope and made sure everything was stacked nicely together.

ARIETTA

Arietta looked amusedly at the letter in her hand. Reyna had delivered it with some gusto. The woman took her hood down, she hadn’t expected anything from the fanmail, so the fact that someone had thought of her was touching. She took a sharp knife from the desk and slit the envelope open, unfolding her sole letter.

Greetings.

Now, I realize I am one of the bleeding hearts that might be less enthused by the items you sell, even if there are helpful sides to some of them.

Still, I refuse to be as bitchy as either of your bosses about this. You are saddled with the job, and you do it. End of the story. And judging anyone in this kind of situation.. Welp, I don’t think there is much to say about their character.

And well, you have been professional about this, not hostile, and not trying to push those in people’s hands to use, so there is this too. That, and the fact you have also been actively helpful to your customers through your warnings. And I respect this.

So, I wish for the best for you. Dunno if you can be free from all of this, but if you can and wish for it, I sure hope you get this.

A last question before concluding this. Is it possible to know from where, and when, you come from? I confess some curiosity about this.

Keep going,

Hardric.

PS: Now that’s an unusually short one from my part.

Arietta let out a dry chuckle and smiled as her husky voice lazily hummed out, “You say I have a job to do, and that excuses me? Reyna and Lucian are also saddled with their jobs, and before then, cogs have always been turning to bring us to this place. But excuse me? Let me be clear that I will guide these girls as I may to the extent of my role, but my role is to sabotage. It is my nature, maybe not always, but certainly now.”

She rolled the letter between her two fingers. “As for your other questions, I cannot give specifics, but I can tell you I am one who walks the good path. Or I was, or will be. Spare no thought for me, when all this is over, I will return from whence I came and sleep until time ceases to be.”

She set the letter down and gently waved the camera away

REYNA

Back in the dining hall Reyna reached into her bag. Quite a few people had written in to her, seemingly invested in her role here. She smirked. One was very invested. Still, it wouldn’t do to ignore the adoring public. She pulled out the first letters attached to each other.

Reyna-

It seems that you are more interested in the success of your season than being outright malicious; the help you gave Lily seemed genuine. Good on you for that and keep it up. A happy harem is worth better ratings than a hellscape like Azure's whatever she says.

P.S. Nimue says hello, she's watching your career with great interest.

Shar.

Reyna-

Much as I love our elf I wish we'd gotten a superstacked redhead like you assisting here, yowza!

Tracy.

“Ah Nimue, thank you for the support! Couldn’t stay in the writer’s room for this one; needed a better seat for everything. You of all people should understand how entertaining things can get. Also, let’s not speak ill of Azure, after all, she’s getting ratings. She’ll probably be dead by the end but hey, there’s always that. And Tracy, I’ve seen your season, sorry to disappoint, but I have no intention of joining the harem here. Think we got a good group balance, and I’d hate to disturb it.”

She put the letter back into her bag and pulled out the next one

Hey Reyna,

I’ve been wondering, what did you have in mind when you talked to Lily? It seems like it ended better than it started, but you seemed more focused on her role as a contestant than her mental health. I don’t want to question your degree, but it seems like you have... different priorities than my therapist.

On happier subjects, your current host is so uptight. Can we work together to figure out what’ll get him to relax? I can’t get much more than fire when I’ve tried to look inside him, and I don’t really know how to interpret that. I figure that our challenges might end up lining up, so we could take him to earth for a few hours afterwards. Here’s my current plan:

First, we take him to a cat cafe. I’ve never met anyone that could resist at least smiling at the antics of the kittens. Next, we take him to a bar to get him buzzed a bit. Buck runs a place we could take him to, the air itself is slightly alcoholic. Then I figure he’d be ready for a strip club. I know some with male and female dancers, I figure we could let him pick?

Afterwards, we take him back to someone’s set. My place, your place, wherever you think he’d be more comfortable. You can text me later with any ideas you have on what we could do with him. I'll include my new phone number since my old phone broke a few years ago. Hopefully I’ll see you soon!

Love,

Genet

“Oh gosh Genet! You have no idea, he’s at that difficult age, trying to act all grown up and like he knows what he’s doing. It’s been commendable and I’m excited for what he has planned. Everything forward is all him and I know I picked the right guy for the job.” She tapped her chin thoughtfully, “That being said, it would be good to get him to loosen up. I’ll see if I can convince him to leave the set for a few hours, and we can see about enacting this plan. Thanks for the new phone number, toodles!”

It was so nice to hear from other staff Reyna grinned as she grabbed the next letter and swapped it out

Dear Reyna,

Great season so far. You are bringing some great energy to this show and I can only say to keep it up. You are quite correct in telling Lucy off for that terrible veto and I hope you can keep anymore slip ups like that from happening again. Fauns are a fun way to staff your hotel though I do feel a bit sorry for them never getting to talk. Here's hoping your season remains a fun one that ends with a happy harem.

Best wishes,

Sally

P.S. I've enclosed some delicious cake with Lucy's letter that should be even better than the last one. Don't let him hog it all and feel free to have some

Reyna chuckled and smiled, “Oh Sally, it’s fantastic to hear from you. I thought you’d be too busy with your own challenge coming up. Really, I’m hoping it was a growing moment for him. I expect good things~ As for the fauns, their mute is turned off during lunch breaks and orgy hours but Lucian and I agreed letting them talk around the guests was too much of a mood killer, so they have to stay muted. Hope your challenge goes well!”

Reyna pulled out the next letter.

Dear Reyna,

Thank you for keeping the show entertaining despite the host you have to work with! I know that dealing with short-tempered colleagues can be taxing, and wish to send you all the energy I can to keep you from burning out.

Other audience members have expressed the idea of helping Lucy deal with their emotions via gender therapy. If you can arrange such a thing, it might help the atmosphere in your workplace.

Keep your head high, love the energy!

Willow

Reyna wagged a finger and tutted, “I’ve seen the fan art, and while it’s definitely hot, Unless Lucy wants to be a woman we cannot make him. That’s not a choice for anyone else regardless of how hot or funny it might be.”

Reyna reached into her bag and grinned. She had been waiting for this one. She turned off confessional mode, and suddenly everyone was back in the room as she made a big show of looking distressed as she read.

So, Silicone Bitch, small question.

You *were* aware of the fact your cameras were still running when your first little speech with your little Italian puppet went off, right? And that something like this would happen eventually, right?

Then again… Your theoretical yet likely original template was too stupid to notice in her own situation. And I realize you certainly did that obvious boob job to escape the comparisons, but you also are so clearly a freaking Azure Clone it hurts, so… Subpar brains are to be expected?

Then again, you did try to differentiate yourself from her. But it could be you clones realizing your original template being shit, or deluding yourself over being superior to the original, which would be in line for your crowd. Heck for all I know, you might just think *you* are the original, and Azure the crappy clone. Would be in line for either side of the debate.

Point being… You out, to us audience, and soon to your Contestants. Not that it was hard to Sherlock anyways, when you keep shoving in and triggering complications through your ‘’’advice’’’. Afraid of being under the spotlight and in the splash zone as a Host, I presume?

Sure hopes it backfires on you as any Azure Ploy is bound to. Wonder how long it will take for Lucian to snap the leash and ruin your day. And it sure sounds like you are not going to get it as nice and good as it is shaping out for Evelyn when your own seat blows up.

Think positive though. You seem to think you are a genius. See this whole thing as me putting an end to Easy Mode for you. Surely an unlimited genius on your level can do it without the advantage of being not suspected at all? Nice way to prove yourself superior to the original, or the actual superior original.

Then again, you did skip on any comment targeting you. Sounds like thin skin and hypocrisy. Typical Azure Clone again.

Keep not going,

Hardric.

PS: Fuck you and your pet for insulting Sylvia btw.

“Oh dear, oh dear, did anyone else receive a letter from a Hardric?” Everyone in the room, surprised they could now see each other looked over at Reyna and nodded.

Amy regarded the assistant carefully, “Yes, what about it?” The oni didn’t want to volunteer anything, worried it might tip their hand. If Reyna really was a problem, she could be attempting to manipulate them right now.

Reyna sighed, “I was worried about this. We showed the audience a BTS scene between me and Lucian where we discussed I initially wrote the show. That’s true, I had no intention to hide that! I’m formerly a writer for Harem Hotel, I’ve made tons of pitches but this is the first time I’ve been put on a show I pitched.”

Caleb narrowed his eyes, “You wrote this? Sabotages and everything?”

Reyna smiled, “Yeah I did, to encourage a fun playful atmosphere. But I wasn’t ever planning on being here. Lucian was chosen to host and he’s made it so vitriolic.”

Amy watched Reyna carefully trying to get a read but the girl was hard to read in general and had no obvious tells, “Why can’t you host?”

“Frankly? I’m too weak, it takes a certain calibur of being to handle the Producer’s power. But they wanted me in the show as an assistant instead and that’s why I’m dedicated to making this the best experience for all of you.”

Lily spoke up, “But you do magic, we’ve seen it.”

Reyna shook her head, “I can only access features of the set, borrow from Lucian if he allows, teleport, use hammer space, and change my clothes.” As if to demonstrate with a flash, she was back in her usual attire, “Other than that, I’m pretty mundane.”

Caleb looked over, “Did you choose us specifically for the show?”

Reyna looked sheepish and shy for a moment, “Yes…I chose you.”

“Why? Why choose me?” Caleb asked urgently

Reyna mumbled something, and Eliza slammed her hand down. “Answer the question, please.”

Reyna looked up bashfully, “Because you voiced Bodacious Captain Wei”

Caleb paused. Bodacious Captain Wei was the protagonist of a Chinese gatcha game he had voiced, the characters were handsome men who also transformed into spaceships, referencing various pop culture icons. “Because I voiced a character in a piece of shovelware?!”

Reyna put her foot down and looked indignant, “WEI IS A HERO and his game is ART, maybe the normal audience couldn’t grasp its GENIUS, but I am a true fan! Now everyone, get up! It’s time to go to the auditorium!”

As people started to get up and file out, Caleb could only shake his head. He had theorized so many reasons why they all could have been consigned to this fate. He had never once considered a toxic fujoshi being one of them. He then pointed at a letter on the ground, “Reyna, I think you dropped something.” he lifted it up and saw the writing on it

I would like to register a formal complaint. The last three times I ordered the Dave’s Triple with no mustard, lettuce, or tomato, you people got my order wrong. What kind of business are you running here!? No mustard means NO mustard! It’s bitter and a little spicy and completely ruins the flavor of the ketchup and mayonnaise. I might as well throw the whole burger in the garbage! And then there are the juices of the tomato, and the lettuce as well, they completely ruin the structural integrity of the burger, making it fall apart after only a couple of bites! This level of disdain for the wishes of your customers is frankly appalling, and I’ll be taking this right to corporate!

Reyna took it from him with a smile that could kill, “Mistaken address.”

LUCIAN

Sitting in the auditorium, feet kicked up, our host looked out at the four steel boxes on stage, a pile of letters in his lap. Reyna had been so cheery bringing it in. He supposed he might as well sift through it while he awaited the contestant’s arrival. He lifted the first one, tore it with a sharpened nail and began to read.

To: Lucian Medici

You know, Lucian, I would like to congratulate you on your first outing as a host. It’s been a while since we’ve had a proper dark season. Unlike narcissists like Azure, who hoodwinked the general audience into thinking she’s a genius with cheap gimmicks and made the show revolve around herself. You have created a stage where proper human drama can unfold through your restraint and simple yet clear rules.

From: An Anonymonous Watcher

Lucian smiled as he set the letter down. “Humans don’t need much to get drama from them. The slightest pressure is key. Even in hell, the best tortures are of human design and all it takes is the right nudge. I’m glad that you can appreciate the craft.” The demon opened the next letter.

Dear Lucian,

I'm happy to see how well your season has been coming along, and I'm greatly looking forward to seeing what sort of challenge you've planned! If you would, please allow me to offer some unasked for advice: Your contestants are not your enemy, and neither is Caleb. Antagonism is a powerful tool, but one that is difficult to wield properly—don't let your biases or habits from your time in Hell dull your potential as a Host. It would be a waste of good talent.

Warm regards,

Sera

Lucian clenched and unclenched his fist, “Sera, I regard you with respect for your running of our “sister” season but let me be abundantly clear. All humans are my enemy, no matter where I am. I will not allow them to run rampant, this show will be a success. I will make it one. Thank you for your unsolicited advice” He chucked the letter over his shoulder and grabbed the next one

Lucien-

I'm surprised you did not read the note I included in my welcoming gift with the others. You seem like you could use the support of someone that has traveled the path of vengeance and found only ash and ruin. Losing our humanity does not mean that we must be monsters. If you look for the worst in mankind you will find it, but you can also find loftier traits if you look for them as well. Enclosed is a bottle of pure glacier water that my amour has blessed. Perhaps your palette will find it a more soothing drink than the last.

Shar

Confused Lucian shook his head, “Note? What note?” He ignored it and pressed on, “Losing our humanity is a blessing. Monsters you can count on to be what they are. Humans will promise salvation to your face and drag you through hell. I’ll take the honest monster any day. Thanks for the water.” He lifted the bottle in hand, opened it, sniffed it and made a face, and secured the lid back on before drawing the next letter.

Dear Lucy,

I must say that despite your terrible taste in vetoes this season is going very well. That idea about giving the master the ability to take away VP with conditions was shockingly good to the point I would have guessed it was Reyna's idea. Mixed feeling on the master's room thing but it's a nice gimmick for your season. I believe in your ability to make a fun challenge since vetoes aren't involved in challenges. Fingers crossed for you.

Your host senpai,

Sally

P.S. I'm ever so sorry that you didn't seem to enjoy the cake I sent you. I have enclosed another one that is even more delicious than the ones I sent you and Reyna before. Eat it yourself or share it with her but do know that anyone that eats some will have their breasts massively expand for 24 hours. Enjoy

“This woman…” Lucian looked over at the cake and scoffed, “Sally, once again, I appreciate your candid voice and support. I will make sure Reyna gets the cake don’t you worry. Keep watching, I’m sure you’ll love what I have planned.” With that he tossed the letter into the cake and grabbed the next from the pile.

To Whom It May Concern:

There's been a lot of fanart of an *alluring* nature passed around of a genderbent Lucian. Any chance management could give the people what they want?

#LucyBestGirl #Rule63

“I have seen the fan art. How creative. How imaginative. No, sorry I’m afraid you will find my current form is the one that suits me best, fit for a demon.” He tossed the letter over his shoulder and moved on to the next one.

To Julian, from Hardric.

Greetings.

So, a demon. An Italian demon. At least not a Venetian one, and older than the Crusades. I suppose it should not be a surprise for this show.

And I think it says something that… There are fucking worse things than you in this shitshow even discounting the Producers side of it. Like that Azure Clone treating you like a pet.

Which she is of course doing to make you do the stuff she wants. I know, I know, shockers. But I figure it is still nice to leave this out in the open for next time she does come to you with cherry-picked data and likes to keep using you as a strawman.

Mostly to fuck her over, since this place is clearly her concept, I certainly have no good feeling for her to spare here. Dunno if she planned on getting thrown in the Harem or not here. Or if everything sold in there is indeed checked out with you.

And while someone who shall not be named but is obvious was dumb enough to take your pact without thinking… You actually sound and like a professional for now. In opposition to Silicone Bitch. There is something fraked in there when a demon deserves more positive thoughts than its de facto boss. Also going to leave anything more barbed out of this. Again, demon of Hell. What would be the point?

Last thing, out of curiosity… Where and when in Italy are you from? One hand, you’re named Medici, on the other hand, pre-Crusades Medici… There are no archives of this I think. Honest historical curiosity.

Keep… I honestly dunno, but it does say something I draw a blank here i think.

Hardric

PS: Fuck you for insulting Sylvia by the way.

PPS: A Scooby-snack though. I suggest checking out comments on your season without Reyna filtering them. Keywords ‘Azure Clone’ and ‘Silicone Bitch’. I wonder why she never went around these ones…

Lucian rolled his eyes, “Certainly not brief are you. Let me be clear that I’m in charge, this may have been created by Reyna, but all the powers that come with being host are mine. All the plans after the first night? Me. Reyna has experience and insight I don’t have. I recognize that. It’s important to recognize that there are things you don’t understand instead of charging forward like a sanctimonious boar.”

He tapped his leg, “No, I chose the name prior to the show because the producer’s said only having a first name didn’t sound professional and that I wasn’t Beyonce’. As for where and when. I can only tell you where, time has no meaning to me. Cuneo, is where I’m from. And for the record I never insulted Sylvia, merely said I wouldn’t dress like her. I prefer the black robes of hell. Simple and final.”

There was one last letter and Lucian thumbed it open.

Dear Lucian,

Howdy! Sylvia River here. I assume you’ve heard of me? Well, of course you have. Who hasn’t? I’m kind of been off the radar for a while though, due to various circumstances, but enough about me. I hear you and Sally might have a thing together!? Is this for real?! Oh my gosh! Well, let me be the first to compliment you on your great taste, and wish you the best of luck! My bestie can be kind of a handful, but she’s really a great person if you can get past how much of bad person she is. Anyway, good luck! I’ll be rooting for your ship to sail, good luck with your season!

Sylvia River

For a moment, a look that might have been sympathy crossed the demon’s features before being replaced with a scowl, “Sylvia, I was a large fan of your tenure and your earlier assistant work. I hope…never mind. As for this Sally nonsense, who told you that? Was it Reyna? There is no truth to that, people are already shipping me with too many people as a woman, I don’t need more piled onto that.”

He was mid-rant when he heard the Auditorium door open behind him and smiled. It was finally time to begin.