While our two-step was just a laugh our boundaries were broke in half. It’s a good thing to know as you walk into group for the show.

Bob woke with a case of morning wood that rivaled giant sequoias and harder than mahogany. Following the previous night’s intense power exchange, he’d taken the barely conscious non-binary to the bathroom, easily carrying their slight frame as they clung to him like a kitten. He’d gently bathed them, and then brushed their hair, and finished the night just holding them as they curled into his chest and slept like he was the most comfortable pillow on the planet with a peaceful smile curling their lips.

They were still smiling as he watched them sleep and he just enjoyed looking at them for a few minutes before getting up and getting on with the day. They’d shared coffee and parted ways with a sweet kiss from Robin at the door.

“Zat was adorable Dahling!”

Bob spun around to face Heidi, letting his bathrobe fall open. He’d almost forgotten about the Amazonian host after a full week’s worth of dates with a group of amazing women, but here she was in full “Ilsa, She-Wolf of the SS” cosplay looking him over like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to fuck him or send him to the gas chamber. “I’m happy to see you too,” she said, winking at his erection, “but the reason I’m here is that we’re shooting in 45 minutes. Be in the piano lounge by then or there will be Hell to pay.”

“Welcome back gentle beings.” Heidi, still in full Nazi leather regalia, flashes her perfect smile at the camera as the final strains of “Hall of the Mountain King” fade along with the Harem Hotel logo. “On tonight‘s show we’re going to show all of you a quick recap of the past week’s events, before we finally get to what everyone’s been really waiting for… The transformation round!”

The camera pans back from Heidi to show that she’s sitting on the bench of the baby grand in the piano lounge with the entire cast in attendance at the bar. Bob himself is seated beside her.

“That’s right! No one in this room is going to walk out of it the same as they entered. Tonight everyone’s life changes. For the better.” Heidi affectionately pats Bob on the knee. “That includes you Dahling.”

While she’s been speaking a large LCD screen has been descending behind her to take up most of the rear wall. “So without further ado, let’s take a look at this week’s highlights.”

The screen flashes the logo, then goes dark, followed by a caption card with only the name Kayla on it. The montage that rolls through afterwards is a series of snippets from the day at Kennywood Park. The couple with hands up on the coasters or Kayla cuddled up to Bob on the Ferris Wheel, culminating in the spine bending beej on the Old Mill, and finally the events in Bob’s suite; his slow torturous pleasure of her, her cresting over the edge and riding the wave of pleasure into total submission with her begging “Daddy” to fill her with his cum.

The next title card is Cassie’s and the clip show breezes through their skiing date on the mountainside, her playful teasing, both of them racing downhill, before cutting to the kitchen of his suite and the two making dinner, leading to drinking and fooling around in the hot tub, and then cuts of the agonized ecstasy on her face as Bob ate her out.

Darlene was next. The meeting at the trailhead, the long bike ride, and the relaxing picnic lunch. Her confession of long unrequited love. Their first passionate kiss. Her taking him into her mouth and him taking her ass for the first time, followed by the slow romantic candlelit lovemaking in his suite.

Morgan’s day in Hawaii, whale watching, dancing in the club, and their make-out session in the elevator. The titfuck. Doggy and missionary. Their kiss goodbye

Axe throwing and the rope course. Batting cages. The athletic date with KJ played out on screen. Her kneeling and begging for forgiveness, begging him to use and **** her and toss her aside. The bastinado in the makeshift dungeon bedroom. Bob bringing her to orgasm with pain, then again while fucking her. Her crying herself to sleep in his protective embrace.

Phantom of the Opera in 1994. The dinner date at the seafood restaurant in Toronto. Bob fucking Alicia over the sink in bathroom, her begging him to impregnate her, and being thrown out of the restaurant.

Laser tag and mini golf, a long walk along the boardwalk. Robin’s nervous but impulsive theft of a kiss followed by a brazen public blowjob. Bob’s gentle domination of the non-binary back at his suite culminating in the rapidly escalating ass fuck and followed by scenes of the gentle aftercare that he lavished on them.

“There you have it, damen und herren, and when we return from break we’ll see the first transformations that will lead all these beautiful people down the path to their new lives. But first we need to pay some bills, so here come the commercials…”
(Title: “HRSA” by Blue October)