Summer Quinn

The next luscious female to slink onstage was also familiar to Hobie – Summer! The sweet, petite blonde’s perky features now wore a look of sultry sensuality. She also wore a raincoat and like Caroline’s, it failed to fully conceal the tantalizing glimpses of the gleaming spiked red latex outfit she wore beneath it.

Slowly, teasingly, she unfastened the belt of her coat and drew it open, her lithe body swaying to the beat of the music. Once again, a fetishized version of the Baywatch swimsuit was revealed. The shiny red latex clung to her supple form and the multitude of shiny steel spikes caught the lights and twinkled.

The two women danced on stage together, posing and showcasing their bodies to perfection in time with the pulsing music.

Caroline had the perfect hourglass figure but Summer was somewhat less well endowed in the chest department. But what she lacked in chest, she more than made up for in ass. Turning and bending over, she gave Hobie and the rest of the audience a perfect view of her rear, the V of the thong-backed latex swimsuit disappearing between her broad, toned ass-cheeks.

Consumed with desire, Hobie writhed and moaned in bed, and Caroline and Summer did likewise. Miles apart, the three were nevertheless bound by the mystical power of the Tiki, and the two women were having their minds, memories, passions and desires warped and twisted by the transforming power of the ancient artefact.

When they woke the next morning, they would truly be the women of Hobie’s dreams…