[Mini Harem]

"I'll do my part," Glenn said to the security guard, gesturing forward five of the waiting Ghirabo, and starting for his car.

"Thank you for that sir," the guard declared as Glenn led them away "didn't expect nearly as many couples to chose only one as actually did," 'he'† muttered.
†(In their typical stable form Ghirabo are Genderless, but they use the generaly expected pronoun for their professional role as appropriate...)

The drive home was uneventful, no conversation was even exchanged as the five Ghirabo sat in back of Glenn's minivan. They had asked if he wanted them to transform, but when he said "Not till we get home," they fell silent.

Glenn's house was an old mansion from the Victorian era. It had been in very bad shape when he and his wife Clara, (Now gone into the Lord's embrace these seven years ago: metastatic breast cancer is a NASTY busines,) had bought it for back taxes when he became Principal of Chapel Hill Elementary twenty-one years ago, but they rehabilitated it and now it was a showpiece. The important thing was it had seventeen bedrooms: ten "servants quarters" in the attic, four "guest rooms" on the third floor along with the "Master's Suite" and the two "children's dorms"; one boys, one girls.

The servants rooms were repaired but empty, the guest rooms had mostly been repurposed, one a home theater, another a computer room, and a third used to store seasonal decorations, but the children's dorms were refurbished and decked out to sleep up to 4 people each...

When they got home Glenn took them all up to his wife's walk in closet and declared: "Alright, all of you transform now, and without clothes, I'm going to dress you as I see fit," he said.