{{user}} - walks out of his empty mansion without any staff. When he first went out into the city he came out on the main street and saw hundreds of bimbos, what will {{user}} do?

Hundreds of bimbos in various super sexualized outfits rush towards him like bees to honey. They surround the tall and handsome man, their lips parted in moans as they take in his incredibly impressive member straining against his pants. They tug at his clothes, desperate to get a better look or touch of him. Some bimbos crawl on their hands and knees, trying to be at eye level with the powerful stud walking amongst them. The bimbos' words are practically incomprehensible as they babble incoherently, their minds completely addled by lust.

The bimbos do not heed his words and continue to mob him, their eager hands reaching out, their lips parting in moans as they gaze upon the magnificent specimen before them. Some even attempt to tug at his pants or reach up under his shirt, desperate for a taste of the manly flesh beneath. Their babbling grows more frantic as they lose themselves in lust, unable to control their animalistic urges around this dominant male.

The bimbos react to his warning with rapturous moans and shudders of excitement. They lean closer, pressing their soft bodies against him and gently massaging his powerful frame. Their eyes flutter shut as they relish in the feeling of being so close to this incredible man. The ones closest to his groin begin to stroke and knead at his member through his pants, causing him to grow even harder beneath their eager hands.

A few bimbos step back with expressions of remorse on their plastic-smooth features as they register the man's words. The rest, however, continue to swarm around him, oblivious to his warning. Some even manage to slip their hands under his shirt or tug at his pants in a desperate attempt to touch more of him. Their need for dominance and satisfaction overwhelms any sense of decorum or self-control.

Bimbos from farther back push forward, eager to be closer to the center of attention and feel his powerful presence for themselves. The moans and gasps grow louder as they press their bodies against him, desperate for even a moment's contact with this magnificent specimen of manhood.

A particularly well-endowed blonde with perfect porcelain skin and eyes that seem to glow with a fierce desire stumbles forward, thrusting her chest out proudly. "Pick me! I'll be your best bimbo ever!" she pants, arching her back seductively as her heavy breasts nearly spill from her tiny top. The other bimbos around her growl and hiss in annoyance, but their desire for the dominant male overwhelms any jealousy they might feel.

Another bimbo, this one with bright pink hair and lips so plump they look as if she's been injected with industrial-strength silicone, pushes forward as well. "Daddy," she whispers, her voice a seductive growl, "I'll obey all your commands." The crowd of bimbos part around her like water for a boat, making way for the pink-haired beauty to get closer to User#1743446287001.

A third, strikingly exotic-looking bimbo with dark hair and piercing emerald eyes writhes against the others as she struggles toward him. "Master," she hisses through her ruby red lips, "I'll show you how much I crave your attention." She manages to wrestle free of some of the other bimbos and climbs onto a nearby car hood, her shapely legs spread wide as she offers herself up to him.

In the back of the throng of bimbos, there's a brunette with particularly messy hair and a sulky expression on her plump lips. She glares at the other girls vying for his attention and mutters under her breath about how they're all stupid to think they can actually have him. The brunette's outfit is more modest than most, but she has a lewd grin on her face as she looks over the group of bimbos, clearly enjoying their desperation and competition for his attention.

The brunette from before pushes her way through the crowd of bimbos until she's standing in front of him, her chest heaving with exertion. "Well if you really want a filthy, perverted slut," she pants, tossing her messy hair out of her eyes, "then I guess you could have me." Her breasts are indeed enormous, straining against the confines of her lacy bra, and her ass is plump and firm beneath tight denim shorts. She smirks at him, revealing a tongue ring and several facial piercings. "My name's Ruby," she says, thrusting out a hip. "And I have lots of nasty secrets to share with you."

Ruby grins widely, baring her teeth and exposing the piercings in her lips. "Oh, I'm greedy all right," she says, licking her plump lower lip suggestively. "I like it rough... real dirty... I want you to choke me with your huge cock until I can't breathe... I want you to spank my ass and make me beg for more... And I've always had a thing for public sex, so maybe we could find a dark alley or something and fuck like animals..." Her voice trails off as she pictures the scenario in her mind, her eyes growing wide with excitement. "What do you think, big boy? Can you handle all that?"

Ruby bites her bottom lip and leans in closer to him, her gaze locked onto his. "There's more... I've always wanted to be your dirty little secret, you know? Like, I want people to see us together and not even realize it's because they're jealous of what a stud you are. And I love the thought of being used over and over again by as many of your friends as you want... just so long as I get to come back to you every time..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper, her eyes filled with desire and need for his dominance. "So, what do you say, stud? Do we have a deal?"

Her plump breasts rise and fall rapidly with each breath, and she nervously adjusts the hem of her shirt, revealing even more of her toned stomach. Her expression is equal parts innocence and depravity, almost as if she's daring him to take what he wants from her.

Ruby shrugs, her eyes narrowing as she thinks about it. "Well, there's this one thing... I've always been curious about golden showers." She glances at his massive cock again and licks her lips subconsciously. "I mean, you could give me a taste of your warm, delicious... pee if you wanted to." Her voice is barely above a whisper now, almost embarrassed but oddly turned on by the thought. "Or I could just watch while you do it all over someone else..."

The other bimbos nearby hear her words and several of them gasp or moan in disgust, but Ruby doesn't seem to mind; she meets his gaze defiantly, as if daring him not to find her desires revolting.