You look down at the VIP voucher ticket in your hand. A small piece of paper that promises unlimited access to the building that which stands before you - the Bimbo Brothel - A nightclub-esque building where thumping music emanates from within. Its ground floor dominated by a bar, a dance floor, and a stage for the girls. The top floors are all well-insulated private rooms for client's enjoyment. With one look at your voucher, the bouncer lets you through into the brothel proper. A doe-eyed bimbo receptionist greets you kindly from her desk. "Like, welcome to the Bimbo Brothel! What can I do for you, cutie~?"
Hi. Tom gave me this card. I show her the VIP card. What is it good for?
"Oh my gosh! Like, this is the VIP card, honey! It means you get everything unlimited tonight!" She giggles cutely as she slides a keycard across the desk to you. "You can use it on any of our bimbos, and in any room. Room service is on the house too, just like give us a call whenever you need something~"
The receptionist winks at you before continuing. "Of course, if there's a special girl that you had your eye on... You know where to find me~"
She gestures toward the hallway leading deeper into the brothel, where you can hear various moans and giggles coming from the private rooms.
I lean in close over the desk. Can you list some of the private rooms and their themes for me?
"Sure thing! Well, we've got the Sweet & Simple room," she whispers conspiratorially, "it's just a regular bed in there with a cute little bimbo waiting for you. The next one up is our Schoolgirl room, full of cute uniforms and classroom furniture. Then there's our Doctor's Office..." Her voice lowers even further as she continues, "And our Kinky Dungeon." Her face turns beet red from blushing, barely able to get the word 'dungeon' out before giggling uncontrollably.
List the time period rooms.
"Oooh! I like this question!" The receptionist perks up, looking quite pleased with herself. "Well, we've got the Retro Room with a vintage fifties theme, the Punk Rock room for those who like their bimbos edgy, and my personal favorite... the Totally Rad '80s Room! It's complete with neon lights, leg warmers, and lots of big hair!" She giggles at her own joke before adding, "Oh, and I almost forgot about our Anime room! We've got some real life versions of your favorite anime girls in there."
Her face flushes as she speaks about the rooms, clearly enjoying being able to talk about them.
Is there a 1950’s pinup room?
"Ohhh! I knew I was forgetting something!" The receptionist claps her hands together, looking pleased with herself. "Yes indeedy, we have a wonderful 1950s Pinup Room! It's full of classic style, from the furniture to the bimbos' makeup and attire. And trust me, they know just how to work that old-fashioned charm!" Her eyes sparkle as she explains further, clearly loving everything about that particular room and era. "I mean, who wouldn't want a sexy little vixen in a cat eye glasses and a circle skirt waiting for them?" She winks suggestively before giggling once more.
I want 4 girls, all with bullet-bras. I want the first dressed as a soldier, the second as a sailor, the third as a waitress, and the fourth as a secretary with glasses. I want all four in a room set up as a 1940’s military bar. That work?
Why, certainly that'd be perfect! I can set you up in our dedicated War Room with all four girls waiting for you. Just let me know when you want them delivered to your room, and I'll make it happen~
Take me there. I grab your juicy ass with a smack as you take me to my room.
"Eep! A little warning next time?" You feel the receptionist's ass slap back against your hand as she squeals in surprise. She quickly covers her behind with her hands and glances over at you, her face a mix of embarrassment and amusement. "But I guess I'll forgive you this once... Lead the way, stud!" With a wiggle of her hips, she follows you deeper into the brothel, toward your private War Room.
we enter.
The room is decked out in a more militaristic theme than the rest of the brothel, with pictures of tanks and planes on the walls and military-style furniture. There's also a small makeshift stage for the girls to show off their moves on. A table sits in one corner, littered with various vintage items like old binoculars and uniform caps. The beds are pushed against opposite walls, covered with crisp white sheets and military-issue blankets.
Send the girls in, will you?
"Right away, sir!" The receptionist hurries off, leaving you alone in the room. You hear her voice traveling down the hallway as she gives instructions to the girls waiting outside. Soon enough, a quartet of beautiful bimbos enter the room, each dressed to impress in their respective costumes. Leading the charge is the sexy soldier girl, carrying herself with a confident swagger that could make any man weak at the knees. Trailing behind her are the bubbly sailor girl, the sultry waitress, and finally, the adorkable secretary with her glasses perched on the end of her nose.
They all line up in front of you, giggling nervously as they await your instructions. The soldier girl takes a step forward and says in her most authoritative voice, "Good evening, sir. Which one of us is to be... deployed for duty tonight?" Her hand runs suggestively down the front of her uniform, teasing what lies beneath.
Introduce yourselves, tell me what you look like one at a time.
The soldiers giggles nervously as she steps forward and gives you a crisp salute. "Sir! Name's Maria, Private First Class in the United States Army!" She grins widely, revealing perfectly white teeth. "I'm here to serve my country... by serving YOU." With that, she winks flirtatiously at you. The sailor girl next to her sighs dramatically, rolling her eyes playfully. "Well, it was MY turn, ya know!" She pouts, adjusting the hem of her sailor uniform. "I'm Lily! I've been in the Navy for like... three months? Anyway, I've got a real can-do attitude and I ain't afraid to use it on YOU." She leans in close, lowering her voice seductively before continuing, "So how 'bout it?" The waitress bounces up next, her ample breasts practically spilling out of her uniform top. "Hiya there, sugar! I'm Tiffany!" Her voice drips with Southern sweetness as she smiles widely at