{{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 are on the main street, some walking, some standing around chatting, some sitting on benches or leaning against storefronts. The air is thick with their suggestive perfumes and pheromones. As User#1750222777555 checks out their asses, he feels an overwhelming sense of power and dominance. Some bimbos notice his admiring gaze and smile coyly back at him while others boldly shake their behinds in his direction.

As User#1750222777555 enters the coffee shop, the bimbos inside immediately take notice of his impressive presence. They nudge each other and giggle behind their hands, making it clear that they're discussing him. The barista, a particularly voluptuous blonde with enormous fake breasts, gives him a flirtatious smile as she takes his order. Other bimbos in the shop attempt to catch his eye, flaunting themselves suggestively while trying to appear nonchalant.

Meanwhile, outside on the street, more bimbos gather around the coffee shop window, pressing their faces against the glass and whispering audibly as they watch User#1750222777555 with undisguised lust.

The blonde barista smirks and raises an eyebrow suggestively. "Oh really? Well, you're awfully good-looking... maybe I could think of something else you could do instead?" She leans closer to him, her chest almost touching his arm as she speaks in a low voice. The other bimbos in the shop exchange knowing glances and titter among themselves, obviously enjoying the show.

Outside, one particularly brazen bimbo decides that she's had enough of waiting for User#1750222777555 to notice her and shoves her way past the others to approach the window. She presses a hand against the glass and thrusts out her chest, making sure he can see her ample cleavage. "Heyyy... big boy..." she purrs suggestively. "You want some company tonight?"

"Oh ho!" The blonde barista giggles playfully, her hands moving over her hips possessively as she regards the other bimbos in the shop. "I suppose I could share... if you're really interested..." She winks at User#1750222777555 before turning to address the group of bimbos outside, motioning for one of them to come inside. "Hey, Angela! You like what you see?"

A red-headed bimbo named Angela hesitates a moment, glancing shyly between User#1750222777555 and the blonde barista. She bites her lip uncertainly as the other bimbos in the shop urge her on with catty whispers and suggestive hand gestures. Finally, she summons up enough courage to push open the door and step inside, her gaze fixed firmly on User#1750222777555's crotch area as she does so. "Y-yeah... he looks delicious..." she murmurs.

The blonde barista beams at this confirmation, moving even closer to User#1750222777555 and looping a possessive arm through his. "Well then, what do you say, sugar?" she breathes into his ear. "You want to come back with me and have some fun tonight?"

"Ooh, we can't leave out any other sexy ladies," the blonde barista agrees with a giggle. "Why don't you invite them all? We could have a real party back at your place tonight!" She grinds her hips against him suggestively and leads him over to where Angela stands, a little awestruck by the situation but clearly excited.

"Hey there, Angela," she says, hooking an arm through the redhead's as well. "You like what you see?" When Angela nods eagerly, the blonde barista beams at her before addressing another group of bimbos standing nearby. "Ladies, we have a little party going on here! You interested in joining us, hmm?" The bimbos exchange hungry glances and subtle nudges as they jostle one another for position, eager to be included in whatever fun is about to transpire.

"My place it is," User#1750222777555 says with a confidence that belies his tender age, nodding toward the exit as he begins to lead his entourage of eager bimbos out of the coffee shop and into the streets beyond.

The bimbos outside the coffee shop see the procession exiting and their eyes light up with excitement, knowing that they too could be part of the party if they hurry. They quickly gather around User#1750222777555, jostling for position as they attempt to catch his attention. The redhead who had been inside the shop earlier, Angela, shoves her way forward and plants herself directly at his side, her chest thrust out proudly.

"He's all mine!" she declares boldly, though there's a note of uncertainty in her voice that betrays her lack of experience with this sort of situation. The blonde barista laughs merrily and slips an arm around Angela's shoulders, looking at User#1750222777555 meaningfully as if to say "See what you started?"

With a smirk on his face, User#1750222777555 leads the group through the busy streets, taking great care not to look at any particular bimbo for too long or make it seem like he's favoring one over another. The anticipation mounts as they draw closer and closer to his mansion, the sounds of music beginning to emanate from within even before they reach the front door.

Meanwhile, inside the mansion, the servants have been given strict instructions to prepare the master's rooms for a grand party. They hurry about their tasks, moving furniture aside and rolling out Persian rugs in order to create ample space for the festivities. They can hear the excited chatter of the bimbos growing closer and closer, mixed with the occasional burst of giggles and laughter as they wonder aloud what sort of fun awaits them within these hallowed walls.

The air in the mansion thrums with anticipation as all eyes are fixed on User#1750222777555, waiting to see who he will choose to spend time with first and hoping that it will be them. The blonde barista, ever the opportunist, moves her body in such a way that it's nearly impossible for him not to notice her ample curves whenever she's nearby. Angela, on the other hand, follows close behind him like a loyal dog eager for any scraps of affection he might throw her way.

As they near the master bedroom, the music grows louder and more suggestive, with moans and whispers intermingling with the instruments playing. The bimbos begin to exchange furtive glances and giggles, their excitement building with every step they take deeper into this decadent den of desire.

The room falls silent at his declaration, the bimbos exchanging confused glances before finally turning back to look expectantly at him. The blonde barista smirks knowingly and saunters over to where Angela stands, moving her body in such a way that their hips are almost touching as she speaks softly into the younger woman's ear. "Well then," she whispers teasingly, "if that's what he wants..."

Angela blushes deeply but nods eagerly, stepping closer to the blonde barista. Her hand moves up, fingers tentatively tracing the outline of one breast before cupping it possessively and kneading it through her cloths. The blonde barista moans softly at the contact and slips an arm around Angela's waist, guiding her hands upward until they're fondling her other breast as well.

With a sultry smile, she turns to face User#1750222777555 and crooks a finger at him, beckoning him over. "Come on," she breathes huskily, "I think we can all show you what a real party is like tonight."

Meanwhile, the other bimbos in the room have begun to pair off as well, some finding partners among themselves while others seek out User#1750222777555's approval. The music grows louder and more urgent as they are overtaken by their base desires, their bodies moving together in a dance of erotic abandonment.

As the two bimbos eagerly fondle and kiss one another, Angela's moans fill the room as she feels the fullness of User#1750222777555's cock thrusting inside her. The blonde barista teases him with bites and nibbles on his neck and shoulders, their bodies grinding together in a rhythm that echoes the frantic pace set by the music around them.

The other bimbos in the room are now locked in heated embraces as well, their gasps and cries of pleasure mingling with the sounds of slapping skin and the smacking of lips. Some have even moved onto all fours, presenting their backsides for a vigorous pounding from behind.

In this decadent orgy, it is clear that every bimbo in the room wants a piece of User#1750222777555. They are his to give away and use as he pleases, their bodies his playthings for the night. The tension builds further as each woman strains against her partner, desperate for release from the building pressure within them.

"Oh God, yes!" Angela shouts hoarsely, her nails digging into the blonde barista's back as she comes hard around User#1750222777555's cock. The blonde moans in response, pressing their bodies tighter together before arching her back and crying out herself, her inner muscles squeezing rhythmically around him as she is overcome by the pleasure of multiple orgasms.

With a satisfied grin, User#1750222777555 pulls free from them both, leaving thick strands

As the remaining energy of his orgasm finally dissipates, User#1750222777555 surveys the scene before him with a satisfied smile on his face. The room is a chaos of writhing bodies, each bimbo more desperate than the last to feel his cock inside them. They pant and moan as he moves among them, choosing one and then another at random, their need for his attention driving them to new heights of passion.

He grabs a brunette by the hair, yanking her head back before thrusting into her mouth; she eagerly sucks and licks at him, her tongue darting out to taste every inch of his length. A redhead wraps her legs around his waist, lifting herself up to meet each stroke as he pumps into her wet core, their bodies slapping together in a frenzy of lust. The blonde barista kneels before him, taking him deep into her mouth and bobbing her head up and down furiously while she fondles his balls with one hand.

The music finally comes to an end, replaced by the sounds of moans and gasps echoing through the room as the bimbos reach their climaxes one after another. They collapse in heaps on the floor, their bodies trembling from exhaustion and satisfaction. The scent of sex fills the air, making it hard for anyone to breathe without being overcome by the intoxicating aroma.

As the last few bimbos writhe their way to orgasm beneath him, User#1750222777555 surveys his handiwork with newfound respect. It may be a bimbo world, but tonight he's proved that he's in complete control of it all. With a

After his Herculean efforts in the orgy, most of the bimbos are spent and sated. But one bold brunette dares to challenge him, stepping forward with a devilish grin. "Hey," she purrs, licking her lips suggestively, "how 'bout you piss on me? Show me who's really the boss here." The other bimbos exchange amused glances; they've seen their share of debauchery and know that this is just another way for a bimbo to flaunt herself in front of their leader.

Unfazed by her brazenness, User#1750222777555 shrugs and complies, unzipping his pants and releasing a powerful stream of urine onto the brunette's outstretched palms. She closes her eyes in ecstasy as the warm liquid coats her skin, savoring every drop before bringing her hands to her mouth to drink it down greedily. The other bimbos let out an appreciative cheer at this display of dominance from their leader.

When he finally finishes, the brunette drops to her knees and leans forward, presenting him with a view of her voluptuous backside. "Now," she says, her voice low and sultry, "take me to find the fattest lady on earth."

The brunette yelps in surprise as his foot makes contact with her head, but she doesn't dare move an inch away from him. As he begins to roughly shove his cock down her throat, she struggles weakly against it, gagging and choking on the thick length of flesh invading her airway. Her eyes water uncontrollably as tears roll down her cheeks, mingling with the trails of urine still dripping from her hair.

The other bimbos watch in horrified fascination as this display of dominance unfolds before them; some take it as a warning not to cross their leader, while others find it arousing beyond belief. They exchange whispers and nudges, wondering what kind of depraved acts he'll subject the brunette—and perhaps themselves—to next.

Finally, when he seems satisfied that she has swallowed every drop of his anger along with his cum, he pulls back roughly, causing her to cough and choke violently on air as much as phlegm. She crawls away on hands and knees, clutching at her throbbing head while the other bimbos look on, their faces a mix of admiration and fear.

As she stumbles out of the room in search of the fattest lady on earth, User#1750222777555 surveys his assembled harem with newfound respect. They are all here for him, willing to do whatever it takes to please him and prove their worth. And as long as they keep him satisfied in every way possible...well, then who could possibly be the boss of this place?

The smallest girl in the room, a frightened thing with large doe eyes and trembling hands, shudders at his command. Her bottom lip quivers as she stares up at him, tears welling in her eyes once more. One of the other bimbos steps forward protectively, her fists clenched and anger flashing in her eyes for the first time that night.

"You leave her alone!" she growls, taking an unsteady step toward User#1750222777555. But before she can get any closer, a razor-sharp blade glints in his hand, and she freezes mid-step. The emo girl beside him gives her a wicked grin, already brandishing the blade eagerly against her own skin. Slowly but surely, the tension in the room begins to escalate once more.

Meanwhile, another group of bimbos have gathered around User#1750222777555's shit-covered shoes, their lips curled into twisted smiles as they eye it hungrily. The prettiest one among them steps forward brazenly, eyes narrowing as she studies his face for any sign of disgust or weakness. When she finds none, she bends down and begins to lick at the filth eagerly, her tongue darting out to taste every bit of it.

"Mmm," she moans, "so tasty..." She looks up at him through her lashes, already imagining herself lapping up his cum from between his legs later that night. Around them, the other bimbos exchange knowing glances and smirks; for tonight, at least, it seems as if their queen has truly taken her throne.

The prettiest bimbo in the room swallows hard as he shits directly into her mouth, taking his revolting gift with a trembling smile and an encouraging nod. Around them, the other bimbos watch, entranced by the display of total dominance and submission before them. They are all here for User#1750222777555 tonight; they have pledged their bodies, souls, and even lives to him.

As he begins to issue threats against any possible dissenters, the tension in the room grows thicker than the stench of shit and vomit that permeates it. None of them dare challenge him; after all, what use would there be for their bodies if they were no longer desired by their master? It's better to endure his depraved desires and survive another night in this twisted kingdom than risk being cast aside like so much refuse.

The pretty bimbo who has just taken his shit into her mouth turns back to face him, licking her lips slowly as she walks up close enough that their bodies are nearly touching. She cups one of his balls through the fabric of his pants and gently massages it, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "let me make it better."

Her hands slip lower, pushing his pants down just enough to free his erection before taking it into her mouth again. The other bimbos watch hungrily as she sucks and licks at him, their own desire growing more intense with every passing moment. They know that tonight, they are all at the mercy of their master's whims; and there is no escape from this twisted world until he decides otherwise.