A housing upgrade

On the way home, Sarah and Chloe explained that after the virus, housing needs changed. Places needed to be renovated to better meet the needs of harems. Apartments that had undergone this conversion process had become known as "conversions".

Sarah called a realtor.

The next morning, David, Sarah, and Chloe were being led around a conversion that wasn't too far from David's old apartment.

It was previously several apartments from a condo building, with a bunch of walls ripped out. It was a bit of a maze of rooms, but Sarah explained that most conversions were. There weren't a lot of builders left, so the conversion process had to be done simply with minimal labor. Whatever walls could come down were removed, leaving most conversions convoluted but functional.

But it came furnished, which was nice.

David was most amazed by the master bedroom. It was massive: it must have been most of a small apartment on its own before the conversion. It didn't have a bed as such.

It was a bed. Somehow, a memory foam mattress had been custom made to fill the room wall-to-wall. To get into the room, you had to step up onto the mattress, and it filled the space completely. Pillows and blankets were scattered randomly around.

The realtor explained, "the full-room beds have become very popular. Harems find them extremely adaptable."

David marvelled, "I imagine they do," as he looked at the various handles and grab bars that were installed on the walls and ceiling. There was an array of foam blocks and oversized pillows that David imagined could support bodies in endless interesting positions.

She continued, "this one is approximately," she checked her fact sheet, "twenty times the size of a traditional twin mattress. It will easily accommodate a large harem, with guests."

David felt a twitch in his pants at the thought.

"Let me show you the master shower." She led him into what had either been a large bathroom or small bedroom before the conversion. The room had been gutted and completely tiled. An insane collection of shower heads protruded from the walls and ceiling.

The realtor explained, "this conversion found a licensed plumber who had survived. The shower room was designed for," she gestured around it and said simply, "a group."

David looked around, imagining the possibilities.

"If you're interested, this unit is available immediately. The management company can invoice your Male Survivor Benefit directly if you like."

It was more space than he needed, but with half of humanity dead, real estate wasn't exactly scarce. David had a new home.

Sarah and Chloe quickly packed what they needed from David's old apartment while David messaged Maria, "I just got a new place. Do you and Julia want to come over for a housewarming?"

He added, "Me and Sarah are both very interested in seeing you again."

The response was fast and simply, "what should we wear?"

He replied, "Anything. Just get here."

After some discussion, he followed up, "Sarah says bring toys."

[Author's aside: I thought about trying to draw a floorplan of the "conversion" but that's probably not going to happen. Writing erotic fiction is one thing, but downloading architectural drawing software to do it seemed like a step too far. The important part: it's a weird collection of rooms; the master bedroom is one large bed that is 20 x twin mattress = 400ft^2 = 37m^2 = ~3 kind-of-normal bedrooms worth of mattress space. Room to grow.]