A date!

Andrew grabbed Maria's hand and smiled. "I've got the best fucking girlfriend in the world. Why would I leave her out of this?"

"Ugh," Maria said. "You get so mushy when you're horny."

"I think it's sweet," said a soft, unassuming voice behind them. They turned to face a strange sight: a rather plain-looking woman. Pretty, but not stunning like the golems they'd seen. Her auburn hair was a little frizzy, the skin on her unremarkable nose was a little blemished. She was an ordinary person, the first they'd seen since they arrived. She smiled and held out her hand.

"I'm Beth. I'll be helping you choose a concierge today." She took Andrew's hand and began to walk, leading then away from the others. "Now, just-"

Andrew cut her off with a sharp question. "Are you a-"

"Fan of being interrupted?" she responded in turn, with a wry chuckle. "No. Human? Also no. You're wondering why I'm ugly."

"What?" Andrew yelped. "I didn't-"

"I'm joking," Beth said with a sly grin. "I like to start off with that line. Your reaction helps me gauge your... sensitivity."

Maria snort-laughed, and put an arm over his shoulder sympathetically. "I like this one." she said with a chuckle.

Beth smiled diplomatically. "These scenarios will be entirely bespoke. We won't refrain from getting intense as the scenario calls for it, but there are failsafes to keep things on track. After all, our goal is to give you exactly what you want: fantasy made reality. We calibrate everything to ensure an optimal experience."

"Fine," he said. "So where do we start?"

"Here," she said, and opened the door to see a line of about 40 women, lined up shoulder-to shoulder. They all wore identical clothing: a tank top, cozy shorts, and flip-flops. They were chatting casually. The moment Andrew, Maria, and Beth entered the room, all of the golems stopped talking and resumed their neutral position.

Andrew stared. Each golem was more beautiful than the last, and Andrew felt a strange sensation in his gut, like the wind was knocked out of him. The closest one stepped forward, smiling brightly. Andrew's mind slowed to a crawl as she approached him.

"So, Andrew," she said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You're-"

"Hhn!" Andrew cried, and doubled over. Maria rushed to his side as he pitched forward onto his knees. He grunted, squeezed his eyes shut, then sighed and relaxes, slumping forward into Maria's arms.

The golems were now swarming like flies to provide medical attention. "He doesn't have a history of seizures," Maria said with concern.

"Oh, Christ," Andrew groaned. "That wasn't a seizure, I fucking came in my pants."

All of the golems went still. A new golem stepped forward. "Here," she said, and removed her shirt, allowing her modest but impossibly perky tits to bounce into view. Before Andrew could question it, she'd wrapped it around his head as a makeshift blindfold. A few seconds later, he felt soft warm hands begin to caress his body. Before he could speak, he heard a voice in his ear.

"If you don't actually see them, it's less embarrassing," a voice explained into his ear. The hands were impossibly strong and coordinated. He almost missed it when they hosted him into the air like a crowd surfer.

"What are you doing?" he asked, bewildered but not unhappy.

"Taking care of you," a voice whispered into his ear. He felt hands removing his clothes and running over his naked body. There was a sense of motion, but in his disoriented state he couldn't discern the direction or speed. Suddenly there was a warmth spreading across his skin; it took him several seconds to realize he was being washed. It felt like thousands of hands all over him; soft, gentle, feminine hands delicately scrubbing every inch of him. He let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.

"You doing ok, babe?" he heard Maria chuckle from somewhere to his right. He gave a thumbs-up, shuddering with pleasure as he felt something like a tongue tickle his scrotum.

Finally, the warmth vanished and there was another sense of movement. Towels were run over his skin and hair and a loose-flowing garment was placed on his body. The blindfold came off and Andrew squinted in the light. He was surprised to see that he was in the same place, looking at the same tableaux. The golem who had blindfolded him was smiling gently and holding her shirt, her breasts still prominently on display. Maria sat smirking to the side. Beth came to his side and smiled.

"Now that that's out of your system, would you like to choose a concierge?"