Jake looked around for anyway out of this forsaken situation. He did not want to be here in the first place and now he was stuck here with the one gi...l that he pretty much could not stand and adding to that fact she was looking as sexy as ever wrapped up in that blanket that he wanted to be in as well. This was a fucked up situation and both parties knew it.As Kumiko sat back down on the couch and stewed over this conundrum, Jake went to all the windows on the bottom floor and shut all the. They are owned by independent businessmen who see to it that they are profitable. There is no limit to the debauchery, and no end to the drudgery of the slaves that work in these clubs. These clubs are geared to the ordinary free man, to keep him happy and acquiescent in the miserable little life he leads.In the fall of 2084, a group of young men, already drunk and celebrating, arrive at Club 336 and are let in to continue their party. They are with a friend who is now legally an adult. He's. Although he wasn’t quite sure how long ago that was.Minutes?Hours?Time seemed to work differently in this dream void.He sensed a presence here with him, perhaps just behind him.He tried to turn, or call out to the presence but he didn’t seem to have a body to command here.In any case, Ben did not feel threatened by the presence. If anything he thought he could feel amused relief emanating from it.This is very strange, Ben thought to himself.It only gets stranger from here my boy, an oddly. His shirt was next, as it too became a pale blue. It too started toshrink, with the sleeves disappearing and the collar region was gettingbigger, revealing the top of his back and front of his chest, which wasnow swelling to his chosen D-cup breasts. His shirt was soon the bikinitop."Mark, you look hot!" exclaimed an excited Veronica, noting the buxombrunette who stood before her."Don't you mean Rachel?" said the woman."Whatever, you look good enough to fuck! Take a look for yourself,".