The preacher calls for a shake-up

As you sit back on the sofa, Lena and Wanda in your arms, all of you completely exhausted, something happens on the stage. The preacher has climaxed as well, and is now making his way back to the microphone. He's completely naked, dick limp and dripping with cum. Even though he's quite old, he looks great for his age. It's obvious he gets a lot of excersise.

'Well done, my children, that was the first part of our event tonight,' he shouts into the microphone. 'I hope you all enjoyed that!'

Everybody cheers, genuinely excited. You can't help but feel the same excitement after what just happened to you.

'But as you crazy cats know, the night is far from over,' he smiles. 'And we have a long way until those cocks go limp, and those pussies go dry. So, what I want you all to do now; recover, get a little drink from the bar, and then... talk to the strangers around you. Get to know them a little, flirt a little, admire their bodies... Let nature take it's course! Have fun, my children! We will reconvene here later, when I say so!' He laughs, and the whole congregation laughs with him. Then, slowly, some of them get up and wander over to the left-hand side of the room. You follow them with your eyes, and notice a long bar lining the whole wall, with various scantily clad bar patrons awaiting their orders.

You are not at all surprised anymore that no one bothered to put on their clothes, even while mingling with all these strangers around them. It hits you how surreal all of it is, people wandering around like these are the most normal of social conventions.

'What's going on?' you ask the girls.

'Oh, don't worry, now we're just gonna switch the whole thing up,' Lena answers. 'Sexual partners I mean.'

'So we're supposed to have sex with a random stranger from here? Naked?!'

'You don't have to be naked,' Wanda tells you, reassuringly putting her hand on your bare shoulder. 'If you're not ready yet, people will understand.'

'But it's a rookie move,' Lena adds, coldly.