I slowly made a list of potential targets as I leered at the suiters around me. One in particular held my attention for quite a while. What the person...inside looked like, I couldn't tell. The suit consisted of a slim purple otter wearing nothing but (I shit you not) a tiny diaper over the clearly anatomically correct crotch. I just knew this would be my first target. Being careful to avoid being spotted, I began to follow the otter slowly. She (and it was clearly a she as the boobs were. His right hand slid softly across the gentle curves of her back and ass. He caressed her most lovingly over both cheeks, as he thanked the gods for this ivory skinned woman who gave herself to him. He raised his hand and quickly brought it down on her left cheek and watched as it quickly flushed a soft pink where his hand had struck. He checked the mirror and could see her face framed in it as she gently bit her own bottom lip. He raised his and Thwack! brought it down once again this time on. "With my cock still hard, I felt the man watch me as I made him his drink. I walked over to the man and placed his drink in front of him, meeting is intense gaze. "On the house sir," I said, hoping he would tell anyone about the porn. I stood in silence as he sipped and sounds of heavy grunts blared from the TV.The man quickly finished his drink and motioned me for another. I started to fill up his glass when he began to talk slowly. "I'm James. Looks like you were pretty lonely here. Drive me and my boyfriend home. 32 Wayford Way.”“At once,” the man said in a trance-like state.“Why don’t we just teleport back to your place?” Matt asked as they followed the man.“Because ordering people around is much more fun,” Sophie replied.The man drove them home. They got out, and walked in the front door. When they looked inside, however, they didn’t find Sophie’s living room. They found an ornate dining room, with a feast set out. Brian, Sarah, Neil and Jürgen were sat around the.