Strategies and Shoppings

Jenny

After the meeting, a few make an immediate exit. Tegan, Winter, and Craig head upstairs, the first with excited enthusiasm, the middle presumably for date night preparations, the last with a more wary look. Jenny, standing in another plain white T-shirt and dark green drawstring pants, knows what she wants her first stop to be. Still, she sees Mona, with that ridiculous T-Rex head hat, trying to gather everyone else together.

“Hey, so most of my bounties are the same this week,” the Mistress begins, “so I need to spend one-on-one time with everyone, outside of date time, and help everyone get to Level 5 and complete a delve. I also want some time today to make sure everyone gets a minor quest sooner rather than later. Who’s wanting to do what today?”

“I suppose at least some of us should try for a delve, just to see how they work, and report back to the others?” Andromeda muses.

“I wanted to work on getting expertise in broadswords. If the audience gave me a holy relic, I should get very good with it. Stacking advantage sources seems really important in the game dice system.”

Gaia, her cat-ears(?) alert, plays with her pet play collar a bit as she says, “I want to take Mineko clothes shopping, if that’s okay? The girl needs some... variety.”

Given that she is wearing her armor again, Jenny is prone to agree. “Mind if I join? I got a coupon for a few free outfits from the store as my welcome gift and it would be nice to have some girl time shopping?”

“More the merrier, right Mineko?”

The two-tailed cat-girl nods. Okay, sounds like I got a plan for a good part of the day.

The rest of the brief conversation goes reasonably well. Everyone shares what their bounties are. As promised, the room specific ones are all perverse. It seems like the guys, Ootah, and Winter have it worse than the other two sets of roommates.

Ootah and Craig needing to blow someone almost certainly means going outside the harem, which Mona does not like. Kevin is gay, which comes as a mild surprise to Jenny; Ootah takes it relatively well. Winter is eligible, but Ootah doesn’t want to blow her cousin unless she really has to, which is more than fair. Assuming Craig doesn’t apologize, Mona would have to reverse her command to Craig’s cock AND Craig would have to bring Ootah to orgasm first if he could work for her. When Ootah gets down to wondering if blowing herself would count (assuming she can get limber enough to do so), Mona sighs and tells Ootah to ask for help if she runs out of BP.

Kevin and Winter can do the basic daily task well enough, but their challenge has to deal with the bonus objectives. They have already talked about it.

Jenny is glad that Tessa explains their bounties. Mona smiles and nods. She thankfully tells them that she can buy stuff for them if they need to save their SP for training purposes and they can’t... do the thing in front of her all that often.

Gaia and Mineko are both sporting collars, that is obvious. They both crawl over (though Gaia’s crawl looks more teasing than devoted) and rub themselves into Mona’s thighs. Mona giggles and gives ear scritches to both of them. Gaia shivers with excitement; Jenny swears she sees a few dewy drops drip down between the one-tailed cat-girl’s legs.

Gaia: Bonus Daily Task Complete! Reward Pending on Completing Main Daily Task!

Mineko: Bonus Daily Task Complete! Reward Pending on Completing Main Daily Task!

“Oh, and Tegan will need to do something like that everyday to get full credit. Plus, wear a collar all day.” Gaia exclaims as she stands up. The temporary(?) cat leans over to whisper into Mona’s ear; the Mistress turns red as a tomato. Jenny thinks she made out, “And I don’t have to buy a new outfit for tomorrow either.”

The next bit out of Mona’s mouth comes quick, “Okay, Kevin, you wanna let me watch you train? Maybe I can get some exercise in too?”

The impromptu meeting after the meeting breaks apart. Gaia leads the way. Mineko is reluctant, but, with a tug on her arm by the elder cat-girl, she follows. Jenny catches up, asking, “Soooo, why are you a cat right now? I remember that you were a kangaroo-girl yesterday?”

“Oh, I got a fun transformation. I get to be a different animal every day! I wake up and have to figure it out. I am some kind of kitty-girl today. I got a kitty-girl last week, but it was different. My tail was really short, but today’s is long and my animal fur bits are splotchier.”

Okay then. She’s very adaptable. Also, the idea of getting so many first time experiences sounds so amazing. Jenny finds herself a little bit turned on.

They continue walking until they get to what looks like an empty storefront from a clothing store that hasn’t opened yet in the mall. I wonder how many new malls there are back home?

“Oh, and before we walk in,” Gaia warns, “the shopkeeper birdie-girl is very enthusiastic.”

Enthusiastic? What does that mean?

Jenny figures it out, as the foghorn blast scares Mineko into scurrying deeper into the empty room, trying to hide behind a clothing rack, tails frazzled and vibrating. A woman in a sleeveless pirate costume divebombs down from the rafters, squawking, “Avast, ye scalawags, and welcome to Airika’s Dirty Secrets! I’m Airika, siren extraordinaire, former dread pirate queen and current admiral of Nimlith Grove, at your service. What booty can I interest ye in using to cover yer booty?”

“Hi, Airika! We were wanting to get Jenny and Mineko some clothes. Uh, where did Mineko go?”

Jenny listens as the weird pirate bird girl (who mostly ignored Jenny when she was a coffee table) explains how the shop works. Watching a collection of clothes appearing on the racks was more Hotel nonsense magic for the sake of it. Still, she heads over to the reasonably modest (and therefore made, by Hotel logic, reasonably expensive) rack to start looking for something that speaks to her.

Gaia, meanwhile, is trying to wrangle the other cat. She is having... limited success. Airika looks amused as she watches the spectacle unfold by the free rack.

“You gonna go help her?” Jenny asks.

“Nah. I like watching chaos.”

Sighing, she heads over to see the fuss. Mineko is grabbing at what looks to be especially revealing slave bondage gear from the free rack and Gaia keeps putting it back with increasing irritation.

“Anything I can help with?”

The two basically speak on top of each other.

“Yes! Make Gaia stop putting away my clothing selections. Owner-Mona must want to see me in such things.”

“Yes! Help me make Mineko understand that we are here so she has clothes and not just more of this stuff?”

Okay. Fashion advice. I can do that. Jenny squats down to look at the cat-girl. She’s short and underfed. Narrow chest. Slightly narrower waist. Wide hips. Kind of the classic pear shape body without the cinched waist, to be honest. It’s hard to accentuate. The armor on her limbs look impressive, but the rest of it is thin, extremely translucent latex. Okay. Time for questions.

“Mineko, sweetie, what kind of clothes do you have in your wardrobe right now? Show me.”

The cat scurries about, pulling free items from the rack. Jenny gives Gaia a look before she comes takes them. When the nekomata is done, there is a small pile of bondage gear at Jenny’s feet. “Okay then. Anything else?”

Mineko shakes her head no, ears flattened, “Why would I need any other kinds of clothes to please Owner-Mona?”

“Clothes are not just about pleasing someone else. They are about expressing who you are. So, do you see anything missing in how you would want to express yourself?”

The artificer cocks her head in a confused manner. “What would Owner-Mona want me to express other than that I am her slave?”

Jenny furrows her brow. That... is a fucked up question, even by Hotel standards. We need to start small? “I don’t think Mona wants you to express yourself as a slave. I think she wants you to express how you really feel about yourself. What I want you to do is pick out something from the 25 BP rack. Something you think you would want to wear to impress Mona. Can you do that? Gaia and I will do the same.”

It’s Mineko’s turn to furrow her brow. The three of them flip through the offerings. Most of them for Mineko seem to be super slutty maid outfits. Gaia actually pulls an outfit for Mineko first. Maybe I should have said the 50 BP rack?

Eventually, Jenny finds a maid outfit that she thinks Mona might like and is not too embarrassing. Mineko looks like she picked an apron? The nekomata is shooed into a changing room to prepare to model the selections.

The first outfit Mineko models is that apron. And, when the nekomata spins, it is all she is wearing. Jenny accepts the extra furry forearms and shins and kitty paws; the outfit however...

“Where is the rest of it?”

“This is how I have been trained to work in a kitchen. Would Owner-Mona not like it?”

“She probably would,” Gaia concedes, “We’ll put it in the ‘maybe’ pile. Try the next one.”

Both Gaia’s and Jenny’s selections are scandalously short maid dresses. Backless, frilly sleeves, a flared skirt that just barely hides the nekomata’s lack of panties until she bends over or lifts her tails too high.

“Are you sure Owner-Mona won’t think this outfit is too uppity? I don’t want her to think that I view myself above my station.”

“Girl, Mona will go ga-ga about you in that. Maybe pile. Let’s pick out outfits for Jenny next.”

Jenny wants to pick from the 50 BP rack. Gaia insists on at least one cycle through the much cheaper, much sluttier one. While she digs for something, she asks, “I wonder how much of this is based on Mona’s weird thoughts about us?”

“From what we can tell, a bunch in the cheap racks, less so in the expensive ones.”

Given everything seems like something out of a 90s porno on this rack, that feels like a reasonable assumption. Jenny finds a high cut leotard and day-glo leg warmers that could maybe work as an exercise outfit, if she could bring herself to wearing it in public. Mineko selected what looks to be a bunch of utility belts; Airika squawks in explanation, “90’s superhero fashion trope, turned fetishwear.” Gaia’s outfit is... better: a slutty cheerleader outfit.

The exercise outfit gets Gaia’s approval and goes into a maybe pile. The belt “outfit” is a hard no, even before Jenny models it; not only does it not cover... much of anything, but it is a huge hassle to even put on. The cheerleading outfit, however, is nice. The top is a little bit risqué, with a heart shaped cut-out to show off her cleavage. Jenny does not mind the midriff display either; while she does not have the six pack abs that Ootah does, her flat tummy looks pretty good. The skirt is very short, especially since it didn’t come with bloomers. Still, Gaia’s cat-call convinces Jenny. We’ll get this as one of my freebies.

They take a break for lunch, which is nice. Skye always had a kind word for Jenny when she was a table and she still does now. Then, back to shopping. Mineko slowly starts getting how she can wear clothes for herself, eventually getting a pink princess dress, in addition to the “naked apron” and some maid outfits (her welcome gift was some free outfits, too). Jenny mostly picks up what looks like good pieces from the 50 BP rack, but she does get the embarrassing workout getup and the cheerleading outfit too.

All in all, not a bad little excursion. I had worse shopping trips on Binky’s set.

Tegan

Tegan stalks the halls of the amenities floor, looking for the bunny bimbo’s place. If the audience and the blue freak will deny her the transformation she wants, she’ll just buy it. Easy. Simple.

So, when she walks into the storefront, she expects a quick transaction before moving on with her day.

“Hi, Tegan. Welcome to Tina’s Tubular Transformation Tweaks and Twists! What can I get you today?”

“One Breast Deflation please. And whatever upgrade you can get me to best counteract the vile VAST curse inflicted upon me.”

She expects prompt and easy service. She doesn’t get it. Instead, she gets a blonde bimbo skank with cow-tits rolling on the floor laughing. She snarls, “What’s so funny?!?!?!”

“Oh? You were serious?”

“OF COURSE I AM SERIOUS!!!!!”

“Weeeeeeell, hate to burst your bubble, cutie, but you need to understand how pricing works in this game system thingy. It’s all about supply and demand. We have the supply and it’s based on the audience demands. Here is the prices for your losing transformations.”

The bimbo hand Tegan a card. She growls in frustration as she reads:

• Guardian of the Golden Dildo – 240 BP
• Olympian Amazonian (modified) – 240 BP
• Breast Deflation – 480 BP

480 BP?!?!?! That is so much money?!?!?!?!

Tegan resists the urge to strangle the Assistant Host, neck in convenient strangling range as the bunny is still sitting on the floor. Instead, she asks, “Why is the price so damned unreasonably high?”

“Simple. We have a base price for transformations and we applied an audience interest multiplier thingy. Ask one of the thinky girls for the exact details. The less people vote for a particular loser, the more expensive it becomes. You are lucky that at least some people voted for it. If no one does, the price becomes infinite BP, which means that we pull it out of the market.”

Tegan is finding it harder to resist strangling the dumb bunny. Through gritted teeth, she hisses, “But Craig was able to buy that dumb dick size transformation...”

Tina shrugs, then hops up, “Well, when Mona assigned him the quest to buy it, my cutie wife gave him a discount so he could afford it, eventually. I suppose, if you could convince Mona to assign buying the transformation she didn’t want for you as a quest, we would reprice it to something you could reasonably afford by the end of the round, assuming you did your bounties consistently. Airika should have a wide selection of collars for you to pick from, so you can start earning BP for wearing it tomorrow!”

Tegan’s eye is twitching. “And, what about something to fix that VAST curse?”

Tina shrugs again, “That’s a feat. Ask Daph.”

“Can you do ANYTHING useful?”

“I could sell you an upgrade to Rob from the Rich so your base breast size matches the bra you are wearing? You’d still be 4 cup sizes above that, so that may not be helpful. Hmm... How about an upgrade to Robin Hood where you can restore SP by eating out a girl? That sound good?”

“That is the opposite of what I want! I just want to not be a freak with these gross giant tits!”

“I mean, it won’t help with the VAST cups, but maybe I can still help? Base size breast reduction is 100 BP a cup size for 24 hours or 1000 BP a cup size permanently?”

The vicious vixen spins around and stalks away before she pops that worthless skank in the nose. Her rage is so bad she is vibrating. Let’s see if stabbing that Shar statue repeatedly makes me feel better...