Friday March 21, 2025

Bambi waded in the hip deep water, making circles around the pool as several men watched from the patio that surrounded it.

Suddenly a little shiver washed over her body as the text came scrolling across the inside of her glasses:

"Room service required in suite #10134."

She waded over to the ladder and made her way up it, making sure to sway her ass as she did, before reaching the top and turning to the right. It was the longer way around the pool, but it would giver her a chance to show off her tits and ass to the guys around it better.

If the message had been an urgent alert, she would have turned left and headed up to the suite as soon as possible. With just a normal alert, it gave her time to head back to the change room and put on a set of heels, fix her makeup and hair, and make sure everything was perfect.

When she arrived at the change room there were two other girls there already; a tiny asian girl who’s hard thick nipples could easily be seen through her bikini top, and a fit and toned redhead who’s six pack was the envy of all the girls. Both wore sunglasses of different styles, but functioned the same as her’s did.

Ten minutes later she was standing in front of suite 10134, her tits pushed out and waiting for an answer to come at the door.

It didn’t take long, and when the door swung open a man with a broad smile stood there, “You must be Bambi?” he said.

“Like, absolutely babe!” she replied, stepped inside and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him deeply, while he closed the door behind her.

"Confirmed location suite #10134.  VIP member, unlimited time and services available."

Another shiver ran through her as the message scrolled across her sunglasses, then the man broke off their embrace and walked her into the main area of the suite with his arm around her waits, his hand on her ass.

Four other men were sitting on the couches of the large suite chatting away with each other, “Gentlemen… this is Bambi… she’s here to entertain us for a while.”

The four men hooted and hollered as she smiled and wiggled in place. The man at her side leaned in to say something to her privately, “You can take off the glasses, you won’t be needing them for, well, quite a while.”

She giggled and slipped her glasses from her face, folding them carefully before hanging them from the bikini string that strained to keep her top held together.

They then walked over to the center of the area where the men were seated and she got to work.

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Betty raised an eyebrow at the offer that had been stuffed in her mailbox and couldn’t beleive it. Surely it was a scam of some kind right?

Some kind of timeshare thing maybe?

“Two week getaway at world famous spa, free for those that qualify!” it exclaimed across the front of it with pictures of said spa behind it.

She flipped it over and checked the fine print, basically as long as you were available on short notice, and able to travel internationally, that was all that was required.

A few hours later, after searching the internet for any kind of bad review or other red flags, she flopped back in her chair, pushed a strand of brown hair over her ear, pushed her glasses up her nose, and then crossed her arms under her modest chest.

All she could find was positive reviews and info about the place, it really was a world class spa!

She stood up and stretched out, reaching for the ceiling before reaching down behind her and rubbing her flat ass that had gone semi-numb from sitting so long.

Then she sat down again, retyped the provided url on the flyer, and started the registration process.

Being a broke college student meant she hadn’t had any kind of vacation in years… how could she pass up what looked like a perfectly legitimate offer like this?