The Art of Dating

Annie - 15 VP (Handjob, Fingered, Public Sex Act)

Nat - 9 VP (No Change)

Kate - 8 VP (No Change)

Danni - 8 VP (Master Sex Act)

Sigrid - 5 VP (No Change)

River - 2 VP (No Change)

Mia - 1 VP (No Change)

(I realised I forgot to add in the results of the Best Girl Poll when I last updated the scores, so, the scores are now accurate!)

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Kate was eating breakfast and doing her best to not look at the scoreboard. She regretted giving into her curiosity after she'd gotten up to exercise before her date.

"Ugh," Kate furiously jammed her spoon back into the bowl of muesli she'd mostly finished thinking about the date. The whole situation was stupid. They were going on dates to appease some all-knowing audience who didn't even fucking like her anyway. What was the point?

Her mood was not lifted as she heard talking approach.

"Oh my god you guys are like, so helpful! I could, like, go down on you to thank you if you wanted?"

"No!" She heard Sigrid cough, clearly uncomfortable with the suggestion. "I mean, no. That's okay."

"We're just helping to help." Kate confirmed this was the voice she least wanted to hear as Annie turned the corner first, followed by Sigrid and a grinning, flat-chested Nat.

"Aww!" Nat grabbed Annie in a big hug. "You guys are so nice!" Nat paused. "What are you helping me with?"

Sigrid gave an awkward, terse, respectful wave to Kate. "Your remote, remember?"

"Oh! Yeah! I didn't get to suck any dick yesterday..." Nat seemed genuinely sad about that. Kate was extremely thankful for her transformation by comparison, even though she'd been effectively kicked out of her own room by her latest one. Mia's streaming set-up was in their shared room. The deal reached was that Mia would stream while Kate worked out in the morning. Mia wasn't exactly building that much engagement only streaming for an hour or two at a time, but she was streaming goddamn Scrabble. Kate was pretty sure she wasn't going to do that well anyway.

Annie's response was just to blush. Sigrid gave her a congratulatory bop on the arm. Kate furiously went back to her muesli.

"What was that for?" The oblivious Nat asked.

"Remember? We explained the numbers?" Annie asked. Kate, on some level, appreciated her tact.

"Oh yeah! You came in the middle of a dancefloor and got a bunch of money for it."

"What?" Kate spoke up for the first time. She knew Annie had done something public, but nothing about money.

"Oh, um," Annie swallowed nervously. "You get BP based on how good your date is."

She held out her phone to show Kate the results:

"TOTAL DATE SCORE: 24.4

Highest Scoring Category: Date Sexiness.

BP Reward 4889"

Kate started to exhale heavily through her nostrils. She could feel her blood boiling.

"Uh... Kate?"

All the girls flinched as Kate flung her bowl against the wall, watching it crash to the ground.

"What the fuck!" Sigrid exclaimed as Kate stormed off.

"I have to get ready for a fucking date." She shouted back. She was really hoping Mia was done streaming. Storming out was a lot less satisfying if you have to stand awkwardly outside of where you have to storm off to.

"She really needs to get laid." The bimbofied Nat said, compassionately.

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Danni wasn't stupid. She knew how to tell when someone was pissed at her and Kate was capital-P, capital-O Pissed Off. The two had shared an awkward elevator ride, followed by an awkward limo ride and had spent the last thirty minutes awkwardly walking around some Spanish art gallery that Danni had nowhere near the knowledge to understand the significance of.

She was pissed at herself for getting excited to see Kate again. Danni was even more pissed at herself for finding Kate so hot. The blonde had appeared in an emerald green, velvet minidress that really showed exactly how toned Kate's body was. The neckline, held up by two spaghetti straps, was surprisingly tasteful, given the extremes this show had shown it could go to. She'd put in some effort, with a black button down shirt and a beige leather skirt that she was shocked at how well it fit her. Privilege of being the Master and all that. But she was pissed because she looked great and the woman who was supposed to be her date, but instead had led her silently around a gallery before pausing and staring at one piece for what felt like forever.

"I'm going to go find a bottle of water."

"Whatever."

Danni walked off in search of a vending machine, just glad to have had some form of reprieve from the awkward moment.

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Danni slammed the door behind them as they got into the limo. Getting back to Kate had been followed by another thirty minutes of awkwardly walking around the gallery, after which, the duo had exited unceremoniously. Kate was down the opposite side of the limo, tapping her foot with her arms crossed. Now unshackled by the societal need to not cause a scene in public, Danni finally address the situation with a "Hey, what the fuck was that?"

"What?" Kate wasn't offering anything.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Danni's sarcasm was palpable. "Let me clarify: what the fuck was the point of that?"

"My favourite painting of all time is in that gallery. I wanted to see it."

"Wait, what? Which one was your favourite?"

"Table of the Seven Deadly Sins."

"You say that like, at any point, you'd told me which one that was."

"The Bosch one with the circular tableaus. I really appreciate the way Bosch uses lighting..." She remembered she was supposed to be mad. "Or whatever."

"What the fuck Kate? You could have told me."

"Yeah, well, you could have asked."

"What the fuck is your problem?" Danni could tell this was not about art.

"Oh, now you care?"

"What do you mean 'now I care'?"

Kate snorted out of her nose, rolling her head around deciding how best to express her anger. "You've been too busy getting your new dick sucked to even fucking talk to me."

"Oh, you're jealous?"

"Fuck off! I'm not jealous of those sluts." Neither woman noticed the driver's partition rolling upwards to give them privacy.

"Firstly, they're not sluts, it's a weird situation."

"A weird situation you got a, what did the scoreboard call it, 'Public Sex Act' from?"

Danni's cheeks flushed in both anger and embarrassment. "Y'know what? Yes! And, more to the point, fuck you!"

"Fuck me? Would that make you fucking speak to me? Do I have to get on my knees?" Kate put on fake puppy dog eyes. "Oh please Master! Won't you take advantage of my body, Master?"

"It's not fucking like that!"

"I wouldn't fucking know! You haven't said shit to me for three days!" Kate turned and looked out the window.

"Oh? You're pissed because I didn't reach out? In the middle of me literally growing a new appendage and trying to navigate the ethical fucking nightmare that is literally owning people?"

"Fuck you! You literally had all of the power in this situation! How, the fuck, am I supposed to navigate that?"

"How the fuck am I supposed to navigate it? Send summons for you to come to my chambers?"

"You made a big show of being 'no better than your harem' when you took the clothes punishment. Why didn't that include meals?"

"Because I've been fucking busy! Sorry the cosmic entities in charge of this show don't allow a lot of time for socializing around all the mandatory dates, bitch."

"Don't call me a bitch." Kate got firm and quiet. She hadn't been able to enjoy seeing her favourite artwork of all time because she was mad at this girl. She was looking for an excuse to do something stupid.

"Oh come on. What the fuck is this?" Danni was trying to diffuse the tension in the back of the limo. "What are you going to do? Fight me?"

"Don't call me a bitch."

"What are you going to do about it?" Danni squared up. Her bar was, to put it politely, rough at times. It wouldn't be the first time she'd gotten into a fight. Though, it was definitely the first time against a sober opponent. "Bitch."

"Shut the fuck up."

"Make me, Bitch."

Kate stared intensely into her friend's eyes. She felt anger. A lot of anger. And, well, Kate had some unhealthy ways of dealing with anger.

Danni was slammed back into her seat as Kate flung herself from the other side of the limo. The blonde woman moved faster than Danni could process what was happening. She wasn't hurt, that was for sure. It took Danni a few wide eyed seconds to realise what was happening:

Kate was kissing her.

She pushed Kate back a bit "What the fuck?"

"Fuck you." Kate kissed her again. Danni was bewilderingly getting into it as she felt Kate grab the back of her hair.

"Again," Danni said as Kate tilted her head back to kiss down her neck. "What the fuck?"

"Oh just shut the fuck up!" Kate grabbed Danni's shirt and pulled it apart, buttons going everywhere as she exposed her tits.

"Fuck you! I don't have a lot of clothing!"

"What are you going to do about it?" Kate said with a grin.

Danni just shrugged and went for it, throwing Kate to the side and yanking on the front of her dress, snapping one of the straps and exposing that her blonde date was, indeed braless.

Kate looked up at her. "Bitch."

"Don't call me a bitch." Danni said, hiking her skirt up.

"What are you going to do about it?" Kate retorted, seeing the bulge in Danni's underwear. "Bitch."

Danni responded simply by pulling her girlcock out pulling Kate's underwear to the side and sinking herself into the blonde. "Shut the fuck up." Danni said with a smirk.

"Make me, Bitch." Kate said, pulling Danni into a kiss.

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"But we have a booking!"

"I am sorry senoritas, but I must insist that I cannot allow you to enter in that state."

"That's... fair enough."

Kate laughed at Danni's admission. They'd fixed themselves up as best as they could. Danni had tied her shirt off in lieu of the buttons and Kate had tucked the broken strap away entirely, hoping the tightness of her dress and the one remaining strap would keep it up, at least for the duration of a meal. Both had truly messed up hair from a litany of exchanges involving pulling at each other's hair, and Kate's lipstick was mostly smeared on the limousine window from Danni holding her head against it. But, unlike when they'd entered the limo, both were grinning.

"Was there a reason you picked that place?" Danni asked Kate as they walked away from the host stand.

"Nah, I was still pissed at you. I just told them 'some stupid fancy restaurant, I guess'."

"Good. Because we're in Spain and I've heard the street food is great."

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"Four tacos please." Kate walked up to the girl manning the taco stand. "Two beef, two pork."

"No worries, that will be," the girl choked a little as she saw what the screen said, but composed herself. 'Scoop some of the cum out of your pussy and eat it'."

Kate lost all momentum. She'd forgotten her transformation and right in the middle of a busy street.

"Do it." Danni commanded, seeing Kate beginning to spiral.

"What?"

"You heard me." Danni challenged.

"Fuck you, bitch." Kate said to Danni with a grin.

"Maybe I will." Danni said, as Kate reached under her skirt, biting her lip as she watched Kate's mouth drop open as she gasped ever so slightly, lips parting as she put two fingers inside herself.

"Maybe you should." Kate said, holding eye contact with Danni as she withdrew her fingers and sucked the cum off of them.

"Um, your tacos?" The taco girl said, breaking the tension.

The duo laughed and took their meal.

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"Ding ding!" Rahne, in a pair of truly scandalous workout shorts and a sports bra hit a punching bag before starting to remove her gloves and turning to the camera. "Looks like they might go for round two at some stage! Let's hope it's just as intense, for their sakes!"

"Let's see if that's changed your opinion of Kate at all! It's time to Rate the Date! Give the date's intention, entertainment value and arousal levels a score here! Regardless of how the date turned out, was the plan a good one? Was it entertaining? Was it sexy? We'll take your results and, based on the final score, aware the contestant an appropriate amount of BP!"

"Get your votes in and we'll see you on the next episode of Harem Hotel: Battle Royale!"