Makes a Sex-Stage

Suddenly, he saw a dragonborn enter, wearing a robe and wielding a staff. He was with a group of what appeared to be his friends. They were all ogling the scantily clad women as they passed through the bar. One of them sat down at a table with a woman and started caressing her leg. The woman went over to the man, sat in his lap, and started making out with him passionately. Two others walked to a secluded spot near the back and started making out as well.

That gave him the idea. "I wish that this inn had a raised stage where professionals could have sex as entertainment for patrons."

A ripple passed through the room, people and furniture shifted around as one corner of the floor lifted up. A bed appeared in the middle of that stage. The dragonborn from before was now fully nude and pounding a beautiful half-elven woman with his enormous red-scaled phallus, a group of familiar prostitutes were dancing and making out with each other around them. The stage was encircled by a row of chairs that were filled with cheering folk. A smattering of coin littered the front from appreciative patrons.

He saw a couple of his drow were watching while openly masturbating.
There was a massively muscular goliath as well with a bald head, grey skin, and a plethora of black tattoos covering his bare upper body. Beside him was a brown-haired halfling in purple clothing, the flute and lute hanging off of him told Lauren that he was a fellow bard.

Lauren found it very interesting the way his wish not only created a brand new stage but also summoned people who hadn't been here in the first place. He looked around and saw that there was also a trio of half-elves in a back corner that hadn't been there before. Two were dark haired and quite obviously twins, a ranger and a rogue, while the absolutely beautiful red-head was a druid, an elaborate antler head-dress atop her brilliant ruby tresses.

He tried to look away, but he could feel her gaze on him. Her bright green eyes pierced him like arrows and he felt like she was examining every part of him. He had an irrational urge to bow before her, acknowledge her superiority in all things.

He turned his attention back to the ongoing orgy that was currently ensuing upon the stage. The goliath was quite the energetic fellow as he was now on the stage and thrusting his quite large cock into one of the former-bandit would-be prostitutes.

Marian shook her head as she watched the scene, she sighed, "Gonna have the guard in here or the priests of Pelor any minute." She cupped her hands to her face, shouting, "Oye! Get down from there you, big brute! Only professionals on stage, yea!"

The Goliath bellowed in laughter as he pulled out and took his place in the audience, leaving the stage to the rest of the bandits and the dragonborn stud.

In the front row, one man had already passed out from his drunken stupor, a thick line of drool falling from his open mouth and onto the floor.

The open display of sex as well as his own ability to warp and change reality had Lauren hard as a rock in his pants. It occurred to him suddenly that he hadn't yet taken advantage of the fact that he had a whole troop of dark elf sex-slaves not to mention submissive minded companions in Vorka and Jasper.

He had already abused his powers so much today he figured what was one more step towards corruption? He told Vorka, "Go get all my drow and Jasper. Have them meet me up in our room. We're going to have some fun..." The look on Vorka's big green, not unattractive face, despite the slight tusks thrusting out from her lips was that of sheer happiness and compliance. Happy to serve her master, she nodded quickly, "Yes, Lauren! Whatever you want!" .

"I'll be upstairs..." he told the group at large as he left the table, now quite concerned with his own erection straining against his pants.

He headed upstairs to their room and waited, pacing nervously.