It's a Rewarding Life as a Seat

"Yes," says Gina, "it is voluntary, it wouldn't be this way if we didn't all enjoy the arrangement. The guys who come here are our seats...and really good ones get rewarded. Nobody goes away from this place unhappy. Besides, take a look at those fellows. None of them is getting hurt, so you don't need to worry. Now, you just lie down. You're the seat of honor tonight."

You swallow hard, still a little fearful, but do as you're told. Gina sees your nerves and gently beeps your nose, placing a little kiss on your forehead.

"You just lie back and enjoy," she says.

Then your face is completely covered with soft flesh. You find you can breathe and it isn't...well, too crushingly uncomfortable, and you are surrounded by warm softness. No underwear is worn so it's all feminine flesh down there. You find yourself almost wanting to nuzzle, nibble, and lick at the flesh surounding your face, so you make an experimental attempt. You can hear (muffled) the sound of Gina giggling.

"Yeah, that's the sort of thing," she says, "oh, you're a good seat. Like it down there?"

You manage to affirm that you do, although can't make any actual words. There's a lot of giggling then. The night goes by quite well and even, with a little shifting, you manage to give Gina a tongue-job that gets her girating and almost screaming in delight. After all, you're down there. Might as well. At one point, Gina slides her hand down into your pants to explore you, and apparently approves. At about midnight, the girls begin to rise from their seats, helping up the guys they'd been sitting on. There's a lot of affection expressed there, big hugs, kisses, some overt fondling.

Gina lifts you up and practically buries you in her flesh as she hugs you, shoving her tongue into your mouth. You kiss back with just as much enthusiasm.

"It's reward time," announces Gina.