Round 1: Hotel Hotties Pizza, Cunning Hares side

Waking up in Wise's arms had been a highlight of the relationship that Anby had been looking forward to and, unfortunately, something she'd be unable to experience at this moment. Wise had already slipped out to go to the shower by the time that she woke up, doing the gentlemanly thing and letting her continue to sleep. That meant that by the time she woke up, she was comfortable, but alone. Well, not as alone as she'd like. There was one other voice: Loverboo's, commanding the girls to get their shapely butts in gear and report to the first contest venue. Rather than saying exactly where that was, Loverboo told them to just follow the rose petals. "Wake up and smell the roses," as she put it.

It wasn't the storybook morning with her boyfriend Anby had been looking for. Disappointed, she slipped out, still naked save for the shirt, and headed downstairs. Instead of following the rose path, she took a detour, heading towards the hotel room. She needed to put on some pants, at minimum, before she met the others. Inside, she found Nicole still getting ready. The boss was doing up her hair into the trademark pigtails, one side at a time.

"Anby! Oh no, that refreshed morning glow of proper sleep... You got a full night's sleep, didn't you?!" Nicole groaned, grabbing the other girl's shoulder and shaking her. "That was our big chance to get VP and take the lead! What happened?"

Anby pushed her hair back over one ear and blushed, feeling a little uncomfortable as she was asked to explain an intimate night with her boyfriend. "Well... we watched a really good movie... we cuddled... we kissed. I did climb on top of him. But ultimately he just wanted to cuddle. He is really sweet," she remarked, tugging down the hem of her t-shirt.

"Aw, that is pretty cute... W-Wait, no, don't you get it? We need VP! Did you get any VP?"

"I did get 5 VP, at least."

"Good. Phew. That'll have to be enough to keep us in the game. As long as we don't come in last place in the contest, we'll be okay. I just... I don't wanna lose you, you know? The terms of getting eliminated are kinda vague but they sound like super bad news. Let's not let it come to that, mkay?" Nicole finished, smiling and patting her adoptive sister's shoulders gently. "Don't worry too much about it! With the preparations you and I made last night, we'll be off the chopping block for sure."

It was hard to handle the whiplash of seeing these three sides of Nicole: one, the scamming charmer that she acted around others, two, the caring friend, and three, the new, hypnotized and greedy one that was obsessed with getting VP in this contest. Anby nodded and tried to smile along. "Okay. We will make sure that does not happen. We should prioritize our own VP in this contest. I trust in our abilities. As long as we remain in the game, we can help the others, whatever happens."

"That's true! The Cunning Hares have never failed a job and we're not about to start! Now, put on some shorts and let's hurry down to the next contest before we get disqualified!"

The Cunning Hares might have a great track record on missions, but they also had a lot of experience baseball sliding in at the last possible second. Running full sprint and trying to beat the clock was nothing new for them. The two ran down as quickly as they could, Nicole nearly tripping over her own feet and bouncing her obscene tits all over the place as she tried to keep pace behind her faster teammate. They skipped breakfast altogether and kept following the rose petals, leading them outside of the hotel, down the path, and not to the pier, but rather, bee-lining towards the garden. Their eyes were so set on highlighted path that they failed to notice the giant, heart-shaped pink laser arches they were running through, rapidly and instantaneously transforming the two of them into their costumes for the day.

Because Nicole's manner of dress was always so flashy and Anby's was equally so as long as she was going braless in a t-shirt, these costumes were actually a bit more modest than their usual. Each girl got a tight, polo style top with a little black Loverboo logo on the right side of the chest, along with incredibly tight-fitting booty shorts. These were easily the most provocative part of the costume, as both girls had "HOTTIES" printed across their rear ends in eye-catching, bold-lettered font. The uniform colors were green with yellow sleeves and trimming on the shorts, such a bright and specific color that Anby figured it had to be picked for their team theme. The tennis shoes accompanying the suit, at least, seemed to be pretty form-functional for the running around the first leg of this contest would entail, and there was a semi-transparent visor cap for each of them that'd block the sunlight.

Oh, and a pizza. Each of them had gotten a warm pizza that had to be carried in at least one hand.

"The shoes and visor are actually surprisingly thoughtful on our host's part," Anby noted.

"Pfft. At least she's not letting us die of heat strokes. Real low bar to clear," Nicole laughed, shrugging her shoulders as she slowly sauntered towards the group in the distance. They were all waiting past the garden, lined up in front of Loverboo and standing in front of some sort of stone double door, built strangely into the side of the hotel's bottom floor as though it would lead into some basement area. "There's no way the other hotel is in the basement of this hotel, right? I mean, I'm flattered we get top billing, but-"

"No, you goofball. It's a good thing you have your body, because your brains aren't doing much for you," Loverboo interjected. "The other hotel is in practically another dimension. This door here is a gate between those dimensions."

Anby and Nicole shot each other a curious, subtle glance, as each of them realized the potential in such a locale. If it could take them from dimension to dimension, bridging the gap between Harem Hotels, could it perhaps also take them home?

"Don't get any funny ideas. There's a path through here and I expect you to follow it. This will take you girls straight to the next venue and you already have the rules. Remember that punctuality is a big part of both this show and the challenge. The race won't start for real until you two are through the next door, staring at the other Harem Hotel, but once you're there, you'll regret it if you drag your feet or get distracted by any silly ideas of escape. I don't need to tell you all that defying me and trying to stray off path will be punishable by immediate consequences. I'm talking additional Resonium, docked VP, eliminations! Do not test me!"

"Someone's in a bad mood," Nicole whispered to Anby. "It's funny. I always wanted to be on TV! If she'd just hired me at my usual rate, like employer and client, we'd have given her a great show. She wouldn't be in this mess, worrying what her bosses think!"

"Okay," Anby responded dully, hoping to quiet Nicole down so they wouldn't end up getting docked points.

Loverboo narrowed its heart-shaped eyes at them. "This door will also be hidden after you're through so that no one gets any funny ideas," the robotic rabbit added. "This was a genius idea on my part-- very new, very fresh, collaboration between two projects-- but I am aware of the risk that leaving that gateway open to you and the Master would entail. Do not come looking for it later. If you so much as feel along the outside of the hotel, looking for a hidden door, I will ruin you. Ruin you in a very crowd-pleasing way, that is."

Nicole took a moment to scope out their competition. Victoria Housekeeping looked to be up-and-at-em, causing her to click her teeth. Rina and Ellen were each dressed in gray-and-black versions of the Hotel Hotties uniforms and Ellen looked plenty rested up, meaning that she'd be an active part of the contest. "I thought she couldn't sleep unless she did stuff with Wise!" Nicole hissed to Anby.

"... She did," Anby muttered, causing Nicole's jaw to drop. She wanted to explain more, but they couldn't get into all of that while Loverboo was still making threats.

Next, Grace and Koleda were each dressed in red-and-orange pizza girl variants. Nicole wasn't terribly worried about this group. Koleda had never demonstrated a hint of sex drive and the Resonium she'd gotten was niche at best. They shouldn't be too much competition in this challenge. In fact, Nicole was more worried about the distinct possibility that group might get eliminated... Nicole hoped that Grace was cognizant enough to make sure that didn't happen, but not so wary that she snatched the win.

Finally, there was the N.E.P.S. group, dressed in white and blue. Nicole took a certain amount of pleasure in seeing the hoity-toity Zhu Yuan wearing the kind of hot-pants she'd never be caught dead in instead of her usual uniform, but it was hard being pleased at the idea of competing with those legs. As for Qingyi, she looked a little... distracted. Her eyes were cast downward and seemed to have an odd blue, flashing light to them that Loverboo either hadn't noticed or was ignoring.

The part of Nicole that had been won over by avarice caused her to grin. This was perfect! Last night, she'd concocted just the way to take care of Officer Qingyi and her partner by extension. Now if she could just take care of that pesky Victoria Housekeeping somehow...

Somewhere in the span of Nicole's scheming and observing, Loverboo had opened up the hallway, leading to a barely decorated hallway that didn't look anything like the wedding chapel aesthetic of the rest of the hotel. It seemed a bit more like a backstage area in a TV shooting. Nicole suspected the cameras actually wouldn't follow them on this walk-through, but Loverboo did follow behind them regardless, leaving her little opportunity to think about veering off path. Instead, she opened up the catalog on her phone, making a few more checks over the plans she'd already put into motion.

Nicole suspected the existence of that backstage area had to be some sort of magic, because the walk took them way longer than the length of the hotel they were seemingly traveling beneath. That suspicion was confirmed when the doors-- not Bangboo-themed-- on the other end opened, depositing them all to an area amazingly lit by moonlight and in a picturesque city setting. The change in time of day was jarring, but just as much so was the existence of the entire, lived-in looking cityscape of buildings. It didn't look anything like New Eridu. Of course, their hotel didn't either, but at least it being on a private island inhabited by Bangboos made it feel less like a community apart from their human civilization. "Where... are we?" she asked.

Notably, Loverboo didn't walk through, standing behind the group as they passed through. "It's modeled after a city in New Zealand."

"And where is that?"

"Enough questions! You're a Hotel Hotties pizza delivery girl, not a Hotel Hotties junior cartographer, darling," Loverboo scowled. "The hotel is before you. There are three stories, just like in your own setting. It's a bit more compact, not a whole island, but it's plenty. The layout is not so different. If you find the staircase, you'll get to any of the doors I described easily enough. When I shut this door, the game will begin. There should be nothing on your mind right now but big, big tips."

Nicole nodded to Anby, then pulled her phone out from her pocket, ready for the sound of the creaking door to end. Each of the girls was ready to take off, but Nicole had full confidence none of them had put in the level of planning she had. She lived by the principle: spend money to make money. That extended to this contest as well. She'd gone all out with Gear Coins before the contest even began, allocating every last cent to make sure that they'd have the edge in this contest. Just like in their own world, Gear Coins were a means to an end that vanished in time. The real value here was VP, so if the Gear Coins translated to VP, it was worth any cost. While all of the others clung onto their BP for a contingency, she'd go into debt if she had to in order to get what she wanted.

Was it possible to go into debt on Gear Coins in this contest? If so, she could buy even more out of the catalog to help them win! "Hey, Loverboo, wait! I've got a question-!"

The door slammed shut. She was distracted for a fraction of a second while the other groups got a head start!

Babbling and trying to get her foot in the door with the first step of her plan before it could go any further awry, Nicole cried out as loudly as she could. "Qingyi! Tackle Zhu Yuan down onto the ground and pin her down!"

The nightmare had begun when she fell behind the others and continued as her scheme came up fruitless: Qingyi wasn't stopping at all. In fact, she and Zhu Yuan had taken the lead by a good bit somehow, more than could be explained by fast footwork. Anby was just behind them, carrying a pair of handcuffs she'd purchased for the sake of restricting Zhu Yuan while she was down, now utterly useless. The group's lead was explained a moment later, when Qingyi shot a grappling hook straight towards the third floor window, pulled Zhu Yuan close, then zipped the two of them up and out of sight. It was quite a feat to manage all that without dropping her pizza, but such was her robotic sense of balance.

Nicole clenched her teeth in aggravation. "Why?! Why didn't my plan work?! We all saw Qingyi respond to every command earlier!" she whined, expecting no answer from the pack as she struggled to close the distance. She'd thought that part of the plan was basically a foregone conclusion-- now that it had failed, they'd lost out on the most straightforward method of getting a big tip and winning the contest. "Anby, forget Pubsec! It's a lost cause! Move on to Part Two!"

Anby gave a knowing glance over her shoulder, then barreled into the entrance of the hotel just behind the Victoria Housekeeping duo. The N.E.P.S. group was already on their way up to the third floor, meaning there was nothing to do but focus on the second floor rooms. Ellen and Rina were both amazingly nimble-- even the fleet-footed Anby had a hard time keeping up with them. The Cunning Hares had figured they'd go straight for either the primo room up top or, that failing, the next best room: the one belonging to that loaded blind man.

So, of course, they'd taken countermeasures. "Ellen! I have here a bag of candy, purchased with our Gear Coins. These are candies that you can have without paying any of your own Gear Coins for them!"

Ellen flinched, feeling both her sense of laziness and her craving for sugar being appealed to. She wasn't slowing, but as Rina floated onto the second floor, Anby caught up just enough with Ellen in the stairway and fought with her at the stairwell exit, plugging the door with both their bodies. The shark-toothed girl clicked her teeth. "I'm not that easy to distract, dummy. Did you think I'd give up the contest just to eat some candy?" she questioned, while wiping drool away from her mouth with her arm. "We have a kitchen full of snacks already. Plus, I got tons of my own BP to buy candy with-"

"Are you sure? I think you will really want this candy... Go get it." Anby tossed the bag of candy with one hand, lobbing it back down the staircase.

To Ellen's surprise, she found herself jumping down the staircase, past Nicole and after the candy. Her drool was coming out like a waterfall now, even worse than it had been a moment ago. Once she got her hands onto the bag, she ripped it open with her pointed teeth and began shoveling the pink, spherical candies into her mouth as fast as she could. Her pizza lay forgotten in the hallways next to her.

Nicole's hunch had been on the market: deprived of easy access to sleep whenever she wanted to, Ellen's battery was constantly running on low. That candy was even more irresistible to her right now than sweets ordinarily would be, just for a boost.

"Oh dear," Rina sighed, finally turning to see that she was alone. "Ms. Ellen! If you want snacks, I'd be happy to fix you something!"

"Umfmfuumfum," Ellen responded, with her cheeks puffed out to maximum capacity as she sucked loudly on the mouthful of treats. In her mind, she'd finally realized: something was wrong with this candy. It figured there wouldn't be ordinary candy inside the ordering catalog-- it was some kind of irresistible, magical candy!

"... If you are worrying about it being ****, don't be. It really is ordinary candy," Anby remarked calmly, then pushed through the door with Nicole. Finally, they were making some progress, but they were still behind Grace and Koleda. Those two were headed towards the right side of the hall where the two decent doors to pick from remained, and Koleda was no slouch just because she had the shortest legs of the group.

Nicole was behind the group in total, but with any luck, her strategy against the Belobog team would still work out. The question was just how potent the Resonium between Grace and Koleda would turn out to be. "Koleda, your pants have a big tear in the butt! Your whole butt's hanging out! The cameras can see your pantiiiies!" she teased as loudly as she could manage.

There was no real reason for anyone to care about something like that in a situation like this, of course. Zhu Yuan had been fully pantsed twice by now and it wasn't likely to be the most embarrassing thing any of them did in the course of earning these tips. Still, Koleda immediately placed her non-pizza hand over her bottom and inevitably reduced speed.

"Uh oo-ooooh! Running around just makes the tear get wider and wider!" Nicole continued taunting. "Get a look at the booty on that cutie! I wonder if Wise is getting a good look?"

"How can you say such dumb things with a straight face, you bimbo?!" Koleda finally snapped back, standing in place and putting her back up against the wall.

"Sweetpea, you have to follow me! The Cunning Hares will catch up," Grace warned, grabbing Koleda's arm and dragging her along as best as she could manage. Koleda just kept hugging the side of hallway to hide her bottom. "Nicole is just playing a very rude trick on you."

"Huh?! That floozy, I'm gonna knock her block off!"

It was too late-- said floozy, along with Anby, squeezed past the Belobog pair in the hallway, doing their best to run fast and still keep hold of their pizza deliveries. "Wait! I remember the door numbers, but I forgot which door is the rich guy!" Nicole shouted in a panic, her breasts bouncing up and down against the pizza lid as she stumbled forward.

"I think we should just pick one, then, " Anby responded. Directional issues like this made her wish she had a proxy navigating for her. Altogether, picking a door at random made Nicole's trick just now kind of pointless. The two hurried into one of the doors, then slammed it shut and locked it, just in case Koleda wanted to give them a taste of how well she could knock out an opponent without the use of her hammer.

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"Are you two really the pizza delivery service? You're acting like some kind of fugitives, y'know?"

The woman sitting on the room's double bed crossed her arms and crossed her legs, seeming skeptical, but not frightened. She'd ordered pizza and the "Hotties" had come, just like she'd asked. She just didn't understand why they were making such a ruckus, running through the hall, yapping and yelling, then slamming her door shut so hard it shook the lamps on the end tables. Her damp, blond hair, long and straight against her bathrobe, made it seem like if the two had barged in just a bit earlier, they'd have found her in the shower instead. Her figure, standing out against the fluffy white robe, made it very apparent why she'd be brought in as a contestant.

"Oh, hah hah, you know... it's not Hotel Hotties if the pizza isn't hot! It's there in the name, right?" Nicole joked, cocking her hip out and showing the back of her pants to remind the customer what they'd ordered. "You're Angela Topps, right?"

Angela leaned forward on the bed a bit, resting her chin on the back of her fist as she got a closer look at the company name on Nicole's behind, appreciating the way it snugly hugged her cheeks. "That's right, sweetie. They weren't kidding about their delivery girls in that advertisement, either. You two fit the bill real well."

While Nicole was practically modeling, Anby stood still, putting together as much as she could about what sort of client they were dealing with. Angela seemed to be about ten years older than either of them. She seemed to have had some wine before they arrived... a lot of it, judging by the half empty bottle on her bedside table. Then, she'd taken a shower to try to sober up a bit. She didn't seem entirely put together again yet and her face was flushed. Like Loverboo suggested, she didn't seem even slightly interested in having a pizza.

If she really was in to women, this could very well be the last time she got to indulge. They might not have Resonium in this challenge, but they probably had something similar that would transform her to be more to the tastes of the "Master." In place of other hotel guests, the Hotel Hotties service had been her last chance to have one final hoorah-- a party complete with wine and eye candy.

Angela smirked, seeing Anby's eyes fixed on the uncorked wine bottle. "Ladies, why don't we have a toast? One more toast to... liberty and freedom," she proposed, raising the bottle, then drinking straight from it herself rather than pouring any out. "Not sure where you two are actually from-- gotta be somewhere foreign with that unusual hair of yours. Probably dragged into this just like me. Do they have freedom where you two are from?"

Nicole looked like she wanted to complain about the stinginess, having not gotten a drink of wine, so Anby swooped in to answer first. "They do. Both of us are from a place called New Eridu."

"New Eridu, New Zealand, whatever. Guess it doesn't make much difference in the end," the room's owner sighed, as she placed her wine back onto the nightstand. "So, I've got two pizzas... You girls hungry? You like pizza? I mean, you must. Who doesn't?"

"I never turn down free food," Nicole laughed. "Especially pizza."

"And how about girls, huh?" Angela questioned, now recrossing her legs so that one bare thigh slipped out, lowering her arms a bit so that her cleavage began to peek through her loose bathrobe as well. "You two like girls?"

Anby clammed up, unsure how to respond. Nicole powered through. "Of course we like girls. We wouldn't have specifically answered your delivery request if we didn't, right?" the Cunning Hares leader answered, putting on her nicest doe eyes. Truth be told, she was really more one for guys, but it wouldn't hurt to play pretend for the sake of their customer.

"That's good. I've got big tips ready for like-minded individuals," Angela answered with a smile, matching Nicole's expression. "Of course... I know I'm a stranger to you. We don't exactly have time to get to know each other. So, if you girls want to share my pizza... and my tips... I'd like you to share with each other. Given that you two seem so familiar."

"Share what?" Anby questioned.

"Share, you know... pizza. Whatever else," Angela responded, toasting again with her wine bottle. "Close girls like you would be more comfortable with each other than with me, right? I'll just sit here and watch. I'm not like that asshole on the third floor who's got to get his hands on every woman he sees. I've got... you know..." she hiccuped, then cupped one hand over her right breast and gave it a squeeze. "One of these."

"Boobs?" Nicole asked with a disbelieving smirk.

"A heart," Angela corrected her, now leaning back against the bed in a slovenly way that showed her drunkenness more clearly. "Just, you know... swap spit a little... get a little handsy with each other... You're both really hot. I know, it's kind of shitty of me to make you guys do that, but like... your usual clients probably make you do a lot more than that, so I'm not really being a bitch or anything. Right?"

Anby's face, wearing an uncertain frown, made it clear that she was not on board with it at all. First off: in no world was it appropriate to ask your delivery girls to make out with each other. Secondly, she had just gotten out of bed with her boyfriend-- it was sort of a betrayal of that relationship to make out with anyone else, no matter who. Third, and perhaps most critically, her partner wasn't just a coworker. This was Nicole, her adoptive sister. Angela probably didn't know what she was asking Anby to do...

Ordinarily, Nicole probably would have been just as against it-- she cared for Anby like a sister, not to mention a member of the tight-knit Cunning Hares who shouldn't be **** into things she doesn't want to do. This wasn't the ordinary Nicole, however. When Anby turned her eyes towards Nicole, she found the girl still smirking that put-on, porno lesbian smirk, like there wasn't a sliver of hesitation in her mind.

"You're crazy about burgers, right, Anby? Pizza has a lot of the same ingredients. Let's share a slice or two."

"Nicole, I-"

Before she could continue, she found Nicole pushing forward a piece of pizza into her mouth, pointed side first. It was still pretty warm-- not quite piping hot, given the travel time from its place of origin. It was also, like all other food that came out of the kitchen, top quality, from ingredients to baking. Ordinarily, she'd be happy to enjoy a slice, but she couldn't do that in this situation. She gripped tightly to her own pizza box, allowing it to create a little separation between Nicole's body and hers as the other girl closed in, wrapping Anby's cheeks with both hands after setting down her own box on the table.

With her mouth full, she couldn't verbally protest as Nicole put her face side-by-side, cheek to cheek, then took a bite off the same piece of pizza, teasing out a string of cheese so that it pulled out in a droopy line from her lips. Now maneuvered to the side, she happily chewed on the cheese for a moment, eating down the line until her lips approached Anby's... then further, placing their lips together. Finally, Anby dropped her pizza box, spilling the pizza into the floor.

"Ooo, she wasn't expecting that. There's like... a whole story here," Angela remarked, sitting forward on the bed to watch closely. She couldn't guess what the actual story was and it was hard to say if she'd approve if she actually knew it.

The two weren't exactly making out, more miming the act by chewing while still pushing their lips together. That wasn't to say it was without the undue intimacy Anby had been worrying about-- Nicole was putting on her game face, determined to secure a great tip by looking like she was one-hundred percent into it. To that end, with Anby's front now free, she pushed around to face her partner and wrap her hands around her back, squeezing her fingers down into the softness of Anby's buttocks. Anby was comparatively slim versus Nicole, but her rear was definitely the highlight, and Nicole squished her hands in with all of the enthusiasm it warranted.

Anby realized this was all part of Nicole's plan to get a big tip. Her loyalty towards her boss and her sisterly feelings were at odds, making it hard for her to act. She couldn't push Nicole away or she'd ruin the scheme. She couldn't reciprocate or she'd definitely cross a line that families weren't supposed to cross.

"Hey, I've got another idea. You don't mind if I use another slice for this, do you, Angie?" Nicole asked, finally drawing her face away now that they'd each finished their mouthful.

"Honey, I don't mind that your cute coworker dropped one of the whole pizzas on the floor just now. I'm just here for the show."

"Great! So Anby..." Nicole asked, moving over to the long-backed chair that was set in the corner of the room. When she'd reached that spot, she hooked both hands into the sides of her very elastic shorts, then shimmied them teasingly down her curvaceous hips until her underwear, a very low-riding, pink-purple pantie set with black embroidery like a leaping rabbit on the front. Anby had seen it a couple of times. This pair certainly made a statement, one that implied a certain looseness with men, but Anby didn't think Nicole had actually shown it off to a lot of people.

Anby didn't know where this was going, but it couldn't be good...

Nicole slipped into the chair, then hoisted the pizza, spread her legs, and slowly slipped it down between her legs so that the triangle rested in a very provocative place. Then, she kicked her legs up a bit and slid her panties down to her knees, leaving only the pizza to cover up her bare slit. "This piece is for you, Anby~" she cooed, keeping her legs shamelessly to either side and curling one finger to urge her partner forward.

While Angela kept her eyes locked on the pizza barely protecting Nicole's modesty, Anby shook her head slightly, indicating that she wasn't going to go along with that.

"Aw, what's the matter? Pretend I'm Wise, if that makes it easier..." Nicole urged her, shifting her bare bottom slightly against the cushion to get more comfortable. "And, uh, hurry, cause I'm dribbling hot cheese all over my-"

"I'm not doing that, Nicole."

"A-Anby! Come on!" she hissed, her eyebrow twitching as she struggled to keep her sexy smile on in the face of her partner's resistance.

"No, no. If she's not into it, I'm not into it," Angela agreed, hopping up from the bed. "Besides, that was a pretty good show already." She fished inside her purse, then grabbed a handful of bills out of it. "Look, this is all I have. It's not going to do me any good, from what I'm gathering-- worked my whole life to make this stuff and now all that matters is 'BP' and 'VP," she sighed, then reached down, slipping the money into the open collar of Nicole's shirt. "But..."

As Nicole watched with a surprised expression, Angela placed her hands over Nicole's and then dropped down to her knees, kneeling in front of the corner chair.

"I'd hate to waste a good meal." The blonde leaned forward, then began to lick up the melty cheese covering Nicole's sex. She wasn't modest about it-- her tongue traced the pizza for a bit, but then became very preoccupied with moving around the crust and licking underneath it.

From Anby's position, she saw Nicole close one eye and bite her finger to stop herself from reacting to the unfamiliar sensation, as Angela made a meal out of what was between her legs. As the more experienced woman brushed the pizza aside and began teasing the entrance, it looked like she was about to get into doing that in a more euphemistic sense.

Nicole's drive shouldn't be pushing her to try to get any more money now that Angela had handed it all over. Rather, Anby suspected it was too awkward for Nicole to get up and leave now. It could be that it actually felt good, but this sort of foreplay seemed like it was better intended for kinkier tastes than she suspected Nicole's to be...

"Ms. Topps. We thank you for your payment and we sympathize with your situation. But you really shouldn't be doing this with... delivery workers," Anby finally interjected, unsure how much she was allowed to say about their own situation as captives, trapped just like Angela herself was.

Finally, Angela pulled back, just as her tongue was about to go between Nicole's lower lips. A forlorn look rested on her face. "Yeah, I know, I'm like... not a freak. Not like that guy. I mean, I know getting on all fours and licking pizza off a girl's pussy makes me look like a freak, but, I'm... It's just an excuse, but, you know... I guess I'm trying to get into the mood. After tonight..."

"Hey, I get it," Nicole soothed their customer, finally straightening up her sitting position. "I wasn't exactly telling you not to get carried away either."

"Right? I mean, you're smoking hot and you looked really into it. Forget off your pussy, I'd eat cheese out of your ass if you stuck it there."

"And you're still saying you're not a freak?!" Nicole shot back, suddenly pulling her panties and shorts back up in a fit. "W-Whatever! Thanks for the tip. I hope the contest goes... better than you're worried it's going to."

"Heh. If it's between the hell of going through this contest, being transformed, and all of that..." Angela muttered, looking at the nearly empty bottle on her table. She'd been messy and red liquid was now pooled around it, starting to drip down the table's front. "I'd rather just kill him. What's the worst they could do to me? It can't get any worse than this."

"Don't think about doing anything too rash, Angela," Anby warned. "From what I understand... in this place, it can always get worse."

"Besides, nobody's more trustworthy than the Cunning Hares!" Nicole offered, smiling as she toweled off the spot between her legs that was now sticky with cheese and saliva, stretching out her shorts to do so. "Maybe we'll find a way to help you out too before this is all over!"

With that vague promise and with Angela's drunken stupor starting to worsen, the two helped her into a good sleeping position on the bed, then left her alone, richer for their efforts. As they walked out, Nicole wore a pleased expression, but Anby kept her eyes cast towards the rug, thinking about what had just unfolded. She still hadn't forgotten the weirdness of it all, being made first to kiss another girl-- one she thought of as her sister-- and then nearly being asked to eat her out.

She couldn't really trust Nicole with anything sensitive any more, not in this state. The helplessness of it all made her want to get back to Wise and tell him all about how the Resonium had violated her relationship with Nicole. It made her want him to comfort her. If anyone could understand and ease this tension she was feeling, it was him.

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Results announcement once all participants have finished...

-500 Gear Coins for Zhu Yuan's grappling hook, now 3700

-500 Gear Coins for Nicole's handcuffs, now 1800

-200 Gear Coins for Anby's candy, now 2000