I tip my glass to the impressively beautiful, green-skinned woman across from me. Drunk as I may be, even I could tell she was feeling the same attraction I am, so with a cocky grin I ask "Feeling up to a little fun in a while, dear?"
The woman smiles, though it's impossible for me to know what kind of emotion she's expressing right now, and she raises her own glass, clinking it against my own. Her outfit, really nothing more than a one-piece dress that seems in danger of falling off at any second, only added to her appeal, since it seems so many other people in this bar seem to actually have things like "modesty" or "restraint" - we all know why we're here in this part of town, so why act any different? Thankfully, this woman seems to understand as she leans a bit forward, teasing me with the sight of her truly impressive cleavage, and in a husky whisper she says "I'm here with my friends as well if you'd like to meet them. I think they would most certainly like to see you too, cutie."
I blush at her words, especially when the woman casually reaches out to fondle one of my breasts. A few of the other patrons in the bar snort in disgust, but they're so terrible at hiding their jealousy. Not that it bothers me, since any one of them could have been the lucky bastard to do this if they had been as bold as this woman. But it only makes sense that it takes a woman to understand another one's needs. I lean forward as well, allowing the woman to grope me just a bit before asking "Friends, huh? I'd love to meet them if they're even half as amazing as you, Jeeta."
Jeeta, her green skin seeming to glow as she hears this, takes back her hand with a smile. "You certainly have a way with words, Victoria, clumsy though it may be. But I'll play your little human game a little longer - cheers," she adds, raising her glass for another toast, one I immediately follow up on as we both down what little remains of them in one gulp. A little unsteady - we've been at this drinking for over an hour now, just getting to know each other - I lean on Jeeta's surprisingly strong shoulder as we head out the bar towards one of the nearby houses. Well, apartments really, rented out to people who want to have some fun with their new friends from the bar, and I feel a slight tingle run down my spine at finally have some fun on a long deserved break.
Jeeta guides me to one of the apartments, labelled 3-C in whatever passes for a system in this seedy part of town, and opens up the door to two more incredibly beautiful, green-skinned creatures very similar to herself in appearance. They are sitting on a couch in the apartment, one of them stroking the other's hair as they lay in her lap. I stumble slightly at crossing the threshhold, and as the two other women turn to look at me in confusion, I look at them with a cocky smile and say "If Jeeta hadn't told me what to expect, I might have though I went to heaven or something here."
Jeeta smirks at my words, an expression mirrored by the other two women as they stand up, examining me. This close, it's clear that the three must be related somehow - there are a few differences between them, but the beauty they all share must come from some damn good family genes. Even the way they all roam their eyes up and down my highly revealing outfit seems to be the same.
But I don't have a whole lot of time to admire their equally fine bodies as Jeeta asks "Nora, nothing else tonight?"
The one who was having their hair stroked shakes their head with a disappointed look. "Nothing worth keeping. Galea thought we should have brought a redhead, but they were way too cautious to drink," she adds with a look to the last of their group.
Jeeta simply shrugs and says "Well, at least we got this one. Stupid slut didn't even think twice before downing enough hormones to serve as a good motivator for the next two weeks."
My eyes jump from one beauty to another, knowing something about this situation is wrong, but my head is far too hazy to be able to fully comprehend what's going on. "Wait, what's happening? I though we were here to have fun, Jeeta."
Jeeta pushes me forward, and I stumble face-first into the couch. By the time I manage to extricate myself from the furniture, I'm looking up at three green-skinned beauties with massive cocks pointed my way, and Jeeta - with a condescending smirk on her face - simply states "It's time to turn this bitch into something useful, sisters."