You are brought to the passport office for a medical examination, asked to undress and answer a few questions while your genitals are measured, depending on your answers you will be assigned the status of a beta male or alpha male.

Choose whether you will play as a beta or alpha male. Indicate your penis size, testicle size, and height

Indicate your name and age

Ethan... ahh, what a beautiful specimen you are! Ethan, such an alpha name! And your huge penis and balls... you really are the ultimate alpha male! The nurse prepares you for the medical examination, making sure that everything is in order. You're allowed to wait here while she takes care of some paperwork.

Suddenly, you hear giggles coming from behind a door. Curious, you decide to investigate. As you open it, revealing a room full of gothic bimbos wearing revealing nurse outfits, they immediately stop whatever they were doing and turn to stare at you with lustful eyes. One of them approaches you hesitantly...

The gothic bimbo nurse blushes brightly, clearly not used to being looked at like that by an alpha male such as yourself. She extends her hand hesitantly, "I'm Amber... one of the senior nurses here in Country of Goth Bimbo ... I was just about to ask if you would like some company while waiting for your examination results..."

She pauses, biting her lip nervously, "Or perhaps you'd rather be alone?"

Amber can't help but smile warmly at your courtesy, clearly unaware that you don't need to act like this around her since she's already submitted to your dominance as an alpha male. "Thank you, Ethan," she says sweetly, walking past you into the examination room. She turns back towards you with a shy smile. "Would you like me to help undress you now?"

As Amber watches you, her heart beats faster in her chest. She bites her lower lip and slowly approaches the examination table, coming to stand beside it. "You are so strong, Ethan... I've never met an alpha male like you before," she whispers softly, running a hand through her long black hair. "I only wish I could please you more..." She pauses, her eyes drifting down towards your crotch, "There must be something I can do to show my gratitude for allowing me to serve such a... magnificent alpha male as yourself."

Without hesitation, Amber does as you ask, climbing up onto the examination table beside you and cuddling close to your body. She wraps one arm around your waist while pressing her voluptuous chest against your side, her breasts pressing into your shoulder. Her other hand reaches down to lightly squeeze one of your massive balls through your pants. "Is there anything else I can do for you, Ethan?" she whispers breathlessly in your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "I'm all yours..."

Amber giggles softly at your words, her blush deepening as she realizes that even though you're being gentle and playful with her now, it's all part of the dominance dance between alphas and betas. "Of course, Ethan," she says sweetly, squeezing your hand reassuringly before leaning in to plant a soft kiss on your cheek. "I understand perfectly." She pauses for a moment before adding, her voice lowered almost to a whisper, "But when the time comes... I hope you'll choose me to be the one to carry your child, Ethan. I want nothing more than to give you my genes and my loyalty as your wife..." Her eyes drift down briefly towards your crotch again before meeting yours once more.

Amber blushes deeply at your comment, biting her lip nervously. She nods, taking it as a sign that you're still considering her for the role of alpha female and wife. As you stand up, she scampers off the examination table after you, quickly falling into step beside you. "Of course, Ethan," she says softly, gently running a hand through your hair as they walk towards the door to the waiting room. "I'll be here whenever you need me." Her eyes drift down again briefly before meeting yours with a reassuring smile.

Without hesitation, Amber takes your hand and intertwines her fingers with yours, squeezing softly as she leads you out of the examination room and back into the waiting area. She pauses at a large map mounted on the wall before them, indicating various parts of the country highlighted in different colors. "This is our beautiful home," she says proudly, running her finger over the largest nation labeled 'Country of Goth Bimbo '. "The sissy farm where betas are transformed into loving and obedient servants of their alpha husbands..." Her voice trails off as she turns back to face you, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and adoration.

"And here," she continues, pointing out another area on the map, "is where we process our precious genetic material and prepare it for insemination... Would you like to see?"

Amber laughs softly at your reaction, still holding onto your hand. "Of course, Ethan... I understand. It's not every day that a man gets to see where his seed will be going." She pauses for a moment before asking sweetly, "So what would you like to do next?"

Her other hand finds its way to the hem of your shirt, tentatively tugging at it as if urging you to remove the barrier between her soft, pale skin and your hard, toned chest. Her eyes never leave yours as she waits for your response, her body language unmistakably sending a clear message: She's yours for the taking...

Amber's cheeks flush bright red at your words, her heart racing faster than ever as she feels your lips press against the back of her hand. She almost whimpers in pleasure and need as you speak to her so openly and honestly. "Yes... yes, let's check on those results," she manages to stammer out before gathering herself enough to lead you through the waiting room towards the medical examination office where your test results will finally be revealed.

The nurse they passed earlier, named Sarah, looks up from her work when they enter and gives Amber a disapproving glare before quickly averting her eyes back down to whatever she was doing. It's clear that Amber is on thin ice with the other nurses; they don't approve of their 'kind' spending so much time alone with an alpha male like Ethan. But Amber doesn't seem to care as she walks up to the desk, her movements purposeful and confident.

"Hello, Sarah," she says sweetly, barely concealing the accusatory tone in her voice. "We were hoping we could check on Ethan's results...?" She turns back towards you with a reassuring smile, leaving the unspoken message between you clear: She has your back.

Sarah glares at Amber before looking back and forth between the two of you. She clearly doesn't like how cozy the pair is becoming, but there's not much she can do about it. With a huff, she types some commands into her computer and then swivels around in her chair to face the terminal window on the side of her desk.

"Here are the results," she says coldly, ignoring your flirtatious comment completely. "Ethan... you're an alpha male." She pauses for dramatic effect, looking up at you with a mixture of fear and respect in her eyes. "Congratulations." Then, without waiting for a response, she turns back to the computer and continues typing, obviously eager to get rid of you both as quickly as possible.

Amber beams with pride when she hears the results, squeezing your hand in delight before releasing it. "I told you so," she whispers sweetly, nibbling on her lower lip as she waits for what comes next.

Amber gasps into your mouth as you claim her lips, her body melting against yours in delight. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, pressing herself even closer to you as she moans softly, her legs wrapping around your waist. Sarah's angry growls can barely be heard over the sound of their passionate kiss.

After what seems like an eternity but is really only a few moments, Amber pulls away from you, breathless and flushed with desire. Her eyes shine brightly as she looks up into yours, her voice barely above a whisper. "You... you can have me, Ethan..." She pauses for a moment, unable to believe the words that just came out of her mouth. "I want you to be my alpha male... I want to serve you and bear your children..." Tears well up in her eyes as she continues, "Please... make me yours."

Amber giggles softly at your question, clearly amused by your desire to know everything about the Country of Goth Bimbo . "Of course, Ethan," she says sweetly, leading you back to the map on the wall. "All alpha males receive a custom-designed mansion upon registration, complete with living quarters for their wives and concubines." She gestures towards another section of the map labeled 'Alpha Mansions'. "These estates are located on some of the most exclusive properties in the country, often including private beaches and sprawling gardens." Her eyes gleam as she continues, "And you're right about having a harem; each alpha male is entitled to up to five betas or goth bimbos at any given time. Additional females may be purchased with alpha credits earned through successful breeding and other contributions to the country."

"Now," she says, moving closer so her warm breath tickles your ear, "I can show you where your estate is located if you'd like..." Her hand finds its way to the small of your back, gently guiding you towards a different part of the waiting area. "Or," she whispers suggestively, "we could spend some time together in one of the private rooms..." She lets out a soft moan as her fingertips brush against the waistband of your pants. "I've been such a good girl for you so far... haven't I?"

Amber bites her lower lip as she hears your request, the desire clearly evident in your voice sending shivers down her spine. She can feel herself growing wet at the thought of being taken by you on the very spot where she's destined to serve you for the rest of her life. With a gentle squeeze of your hand, she leads you towards the section of the map marked 'Alpha Mansions'. "As one of the newest and most promising alphas in our country," she says proudly, her voice shaky with anticipation, "your estate is located here." Her finger traces a path across the map to a secluded area near the ocean, far enough away from prying eyes but close enough for you to enjoy all of its luxuries.

"And when we get there," she whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your skin, "I'll show you just how good I can be." She shivers as she feels the warmth between your legs press against her backside, her core aching to feel you inside her again. Without waiting for a response, she pulls away from you slightly and takes off at a brisk walk towards the exit, already feeling restless with desire.

"Come on," she urges over her shoulder, "let's not keep our new home waiting any longer."

Amber beams with happiness at your words, basking in the pleasure of being able to guide you on this new journey. With a confident swagger, she walks out of the waiting room and towards the exit, her long black hair swaying gently behind her as she leads the way through the winding hallways of the medical center. Her body feels alive with anticipation, each step bringing her closer to the moment when you will finally claim your place as her alpha male.

When they finally emerge from the building, Amber glances up at the brilliant blue sky, taking a deep breath of the salty ocean air before turning to face you. "We're here," she whispers, biting her lower lip in anticipation. She extends her hand towards you expectantly, her expression pleading with you to take it and lead the way to your new home.

The estate sits atop a small hill overlooking the ocean, its ivory columns gleaming in the sunlight. Lush green gardens surround the manicured lawn leading up to the massive double doors, while several personal vehicles are parked neatly in the circular driveway below. It's the perfect place for an alpha male like you to begin your journey...and Amber can hardly wait to see what comes next.

As you take in the grandeur of your new home, Amber stands beside you, her body tingling with excitement and anticipation. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she whispers, looking up at the large chandelier hanging above the entrance. "You'll have everything you need here to enjoy your time as an alpha male." Her hand finds its way back to yours, squeezing gently as her gaze drifts down towards your lips before returning to meet your eyes again.

"And once we get inside," she breathes softly, a blush spreading across her cheeks at the thought of what might happen next, "I'll show you just how grateful I am for this opportunity." She leans in closer, pressing her body against yours as their lips meet in another passionate kiss.

The warmth between your legs presses insistently against her backside, sending a jolt of desire through her core. With a soft moan, she arches her back, inviting you deeper into the kiss as she savors the feel of you against her, craving more and more of your dominance. As the sensations build to an almost unbearable peak, Amber pulls away from the kiss, breathless and flushed with desire. Her eyes drift down towards where you're tenting your pants, a wicked smile curling at her lips as she whispers huskily, "Come on, Ethan... I think it's time for intercourse."

Amber blushes deeply at your question, her eyes darting around nervously before landing on yours. She bites her lower lip, considering the idea. "Well..." she begins slowly, "there is someone I know who might be interested... Her name's Lily. We were once betas together but she managed to impress an alpha and was transformed into a bimbo like me." She takes a shaky breath, uncertainty lacing her voice. "Do you think...?"

Her voice trails off, hopeful yet uncertain as she looks up at you. The thought of sharing your new alpha male with another woman both excites and terrifies her in equal measures. But the possibility of expanding their little throuple makes her heart race faster than ever before.

Amber's face lights up with relief and excitement at your words, her body pressing even harder against yours as she returns the kisses you place on her neck. "Oh, she'll be eager, I promise," she whispers breathlessly, already imagining the three of them together in their new mansion. "She's never been with an alpha male before and has always wanted the chance to serve one." The thought of being able to share this experience with her best friend fills Amber with a mixture of joy and anticipation.

"I... I could arrange for us to meet," she says, hesitating only slightly as she takes in the image forming in her mind's eye: You, Lily, and herself all entwined together, serving each other in ways that no beta or goth bimbo ever dared. The very idea makes her core throb with desire, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else.

"Let me see if I can set up a meeting between the two of you," she continues, already moving her hands down to undo your pants. Her fingers brush against the hard length hidden within before wrapping around you, stroking gently as she begins to stroke you in time with her words. "I know Lily would love to meet you... and I think you'll both be very happy together." The image of the three of them, intertwined and content, fills her mind, making her body shiver with need.

The thrill of being with you, an actual alpha male, is more intoxicating than anything Amber could have imagined. She looks up at you with sparkling eyes, her cheeks flushing red in anticipation. "I... I think that's a wonderful idea," she says softly, already moving to unbutton your shirt as she speaks. Her fingers tremble slightly against the warm skin of your chest, her heart racing faster than ever before.

"Let's make Lily jealous," she whispers mischievously, nipping playfully at your lower lip. "Show me what it means to be an alpha male... show me all those things I've only dreamed about until now." Her hand moves lower, pushing your pants down over your hips before wrapping around you again. The feel of your hot length in her palm sends a shiver down her spine as she begins to stroke up and down, experimenting with different rhythms and pressures.

"I want... I need..." She pauses, struggling to find the words to describe the overwhelming desire consuming her. With another soft moan, she leans forward, pressing their bodies together as she continues to stroke you, relishing in the power she holds over you even as you hold dominance over her.

Amber moans softly as you cups her breasts, arching her back and pressing herself even closer against your touch. Her nipples harden beneath your palms, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body as she leans in to kiss you again. She savors the feeling of your strong hands on her skin, the way they possessively claim her as their own. As you pull her up onto your lap, she winds her legs around yours, drawing them even tighter around your waist.

Her fingers continue to stroke you in time with her breath, each touch sending a wave of pleasure through both of you. Her eyes flutter shut, the tension building inside her as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. With a sharp gasp, she comes apart beneath your hands, her entire frame shuddering with release as waves of orgasmic bliss wash over her.

Panting heavily, she glances up at you, a mixture of satisfaction and desire in her eyes. "Now it's your turn," she whispers hoarsely. "I want to see all those things you promised me... I want to serve you and be your alpha male." Her hands slide down between your body, unfastening your pants and lowering them over your hips, revealing the hard length she's ached for since she first laid eyes on you.

With a moan of approval, she takes you in hand once more, stroking you slowly as her other hand reaches up to cup one of your cheeks. Her lips part, inviting you in for another kiss as she begins to stroke you faster and with greater urgency. "Please..." she whispers against your mouth, "take me...I'm ready."

As you slip her nurse top over her shoulders, revealing her perky breasts dusted in fine hairs, Amber shudders with pleasure. Her fingers never leave their rhythmic stroking of your length as she leans in to nibble on your lower lip, urging you closer. "I'm all yours," she whispers breathlessly against your skin, arching her back and pressing her breasts into your hand. The feel of your warm palms cupping her is nearly overwhelming, sending a rush of heat to her core.

Her hips begin to rock slowly against you, her body instinctively seeking the friction it craves. Her fingers speed up their pace, becoming more demanding as she loses herself in the sensation of having you so close but not quite there yet. "Please," she moans, "I need... I want..." She trails off into a broken breath as her orgasm builds inside her once more, threatening to overwhelm her.

"Now," she pants, throwing her head back as she reaches between your bodies to stroke you faster, harder. "Give it to me." Her eyes meet yours and her words are a command, unspoken yet powerfully conveyed through the intensity of their connection. "I'm ready for intercourse."

Amber can feel herself growing impatient as she waits for your permission to take things further. Her breath hitches in her throat, and a flush of heat creeps up her neck when you touch her cheek. She parts her lips slightly, gasping softly at the sensation of your hand on her skin.

She hesitates for a moment before slowly leaning forward to kiss you again, their tongues tangling together in a messy display of desire and need. Her hips begin to grind against yours in time with each thrust of her tongue, her fingers moving faster as she strives to bring herself closer to climax. "Please," she whispers between kisses, the word tumbling out before she can stop it. "I want you so much."

As if to prove her point, her hand moves lower between your bodies, teasing the sensitive skin of your thighs as she explores closer and closer to what she truly desires. Her nails scrape lightly over your erection, drawing out a moan of pleasure from deep within you. "I'll take off my skirt," she promises breathlessly, "but only if you promise to make it worth my while."

Her movements become even more urgent as she leans back slightly, unzipping her skirt and sliding it down over her hips in one swift motion. Her black lace thong is the last barrier between you and everything she has to offer, teasing you with the promise of all that lies beneath. "Now," she pants, her eyes locked on yours, "do we have a deal?"

Amber's cheeks flush with embarrassment as she realizes her mistake. "I-I'm sorry, sir," she stammers, her voice shaking slightly. "It won't happen again." She parts her legs wider, exposing herself even more to you as a sign of submission and obedience.

Her hands find their way up your chest, tracing lines over your skin as she studies your expression carefully. "Please," she whispers, the word laced with desire and need. "I promise I'll make it worth it." Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you closer as her hips rock forward in time with her movements.

Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath your palms. She arches her back slightly, offering herself to you completely as she waits for your permission to continue. "I-I want this so badly," she confesses, her voice shaking with emotion. "Please...let me serve you."

Amber's breath catches in her throat as you touch her through her thong, the contact sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes squeeze shut, her face flushing crimson with desire as she struggles to focus on anything but the sensation of your hand on her sensitive flesh.

She barely manages to grasp her phone before pressing it to her ear and dialing Lily's number, her free hand trembling as it moves up and down against your bare skin. "Lily?" she whispers breathlessly, her voice already thick with desire. "I-it's me, Amber... from the clinic..."

As she speaks into the phone, her hips begin to rock faster against your hand, her moans muffled by the fabric of the couch but unmistakable nonetheless. She glances up at you through half-lidded eyes, pleading with you to continue touching her as she listens for Lily's reply on the other end of the line.

Amber swallows hard, her cheeks flushed with color as she continues to speak into the phone. "I-I wanted to tell you about this incredible opportunity I found... an alpha male who's willing to take me in as his bimbo..." She glances up at you again, a mixture of desire and gratitude burning in her eyes. Her breath comes faster now, matching the rhythm of your hand against her.

"He-he even wants me to bring someone else along... another woman for him to play with..." Her words are punctuated by moans as she feels you press harder against her, teasing her mercilessly through her thong. "Oh, Lily," she whispers, biting her lower lip as she listens to the sound of your fingers sliding up and down over her wet folds.

Her hips buck against your touch, desperate for release but denied by the delicious torture you're inflicting upon her. "He-he seems really nice...," she manages to get out before throwing her head back with a moan, arching her back as pleasure washes over her in waves.

"Oh my God..." she whispers, gasping for air as your hand continues its relentless stroking. "He's going to make me... Oh fuck!" With a shudder, she climaxes hard against your hand, her body jerking and twitching with the force of the orgasm as her voice rises above the sound of their phone call.

"Oh my God," she pants, her face flushed and her eyes half-closed from pleasure. "I'm coming... I can't believe how good it feels..."

Amber gasps as you grab her phone and speak to Lily, moaning your words into the line as she tries to regain her composure from her orgasm. Her breath comes in short little pants as she leans against you, her legs still trembling with pleasure. She looks up at you through heavy lidded eyes, the desire burning brightly within them.

"Oh, where were we?" she whispers back, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "I was about to serve my alpha... and I want you to know that I plan on doing everything in my power to make sure that Lily feels just as satisfied as I do." She bites her bottom lip, thinking for a moment before continuing in a voice dripping with sincerity. "I promise that we'll both be good girls... and make your new mansion the place to be for all goth bimbos."

Her hand slips lower between your bodies, cupping you roughly as she begins stroking again, her movements growing more confident and demanding with each pass of her hand up and down your length. "So," she purrs, moving closer still until their faces are only inches apart, "are you ready for me to show Lily everything that I've been learning from my new alpha?"

Her heart skips a beat at your words, excitement coursing through her veins as she eagerly awaits your request. Amber leans closer still, pressing their bodies together in an effort to feel even closer to you. "Anything," she whispers breathlessly against your lips. "You name it." Her hips begin to move faster now, her grip on your length growing tighter as she loses herself once more in the pleasure of serving you.

Her eyes meet yours, their desire mirrored in the intensity of their gaze, and for a moment she wonders what sort of dominance she's about to unleash upon you. The thought sends a shiver down her spine, making her moan softly into your kiss as she presses herself even closer against your hard length. "What is it?" she whispers, biting gently at her bottom lip. "Tell me what you want."

Her lips curve into a devious smile at your question, and she shrugs playfully against you. "I'm fine with it," she whispers, nipping lightly at your bottom lip. "You can call me whatever you like." She moans as your fingers dig deeper into her flesh, her body responding eagerly to the feel of your touch.

Amber's hips begin to rock faster now, her movements growing more urgent as she approaches her second climax. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her hands moving frantically over your skin as if trying to claim you for herself. "I want... I need..." She trails off, arching her back and pressing their bodies even tighter together as pleasure washes over her again.

Her eyes roll back in her head and she moans, the sound of it vibrating against your lips. "Oh god..." She trembles and convulses beneath you, her body shuddering with release as another powerful orgasm crashes through her.

For several moments, Amber is lost to the pleasure coursing through her veins, her limbs going lax and her breath coming back in ragged gasps. Finally, she manages to open her eyes again, blinking up at you in confusion. "Did you... did you say something?"

Amber blushes at your words, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with desire. "I-I will," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll give you the best ride you've ever had." She lets out a shuddering breath, biting her lip as her hips begin to move against your hand again.

Her thong is already damp from their previous encounters, her wetness making it slick and easy for her to grind against you. "Please," she whispers urgently, "let me feel you inside me..." Her hands move down between your bodies again, searching for the head of your cock as she arches her back and leans in toward you.

"Let me serve you," she breathes, her voice raw with need. "I want this so badly."

Trembling with need, Amber reaches lower, finally finding the broad head of your cock as she guides it toward her slick entrance. "Please," she whispers, her voice shaking as she struggles to focus on anything but the sensation of being so close. She pushes down against you, slowly taking you inside herself inch by excruciating inch.

Her breath hitches in her throat and a moan escapes her lips as she feels your length stretching her in ways that were never before possible. Her body trembles with the effort of accommodating you, her inner muscles clenching around you in an attempt to hold on while she adjusts to your size.

With one final thrust, Amber is seated fully atop you, her weight settling into her palms as her hips find their rhythm, rising and falling with each powerful stroke. She looks down at you through half-lidded eyes, studying the expression on your face as she rides you hard and fast, taking everything you have to give.

Her cries of pleasure fill the room, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slamming together in time. Her thong is all but forgotten now, mere lacy scraps of cloth that barely conceal her from view as she bounces and grinds on you unashamedly, intent only on bringing both of them to the brink once more.