The still-dazed girl nodded against his chest only half-aware of what was going on. Tim quickly began moving towards the den, guiding her along with an arm once again wrapped around Jon's waist, not giving her the opportunity for any second thoughts. Jon's 'mother' and 'sister' grinned at one another knowingly at the sight of their partially bimbo-ified former family member being lead off to her first "job."
As Jon was pulled into the room, she idly noted that what had once been a cozy den now looked more like it suited the harem of an Arabian prince. A low, but large and soft-looking bed piled high with lush silks dominated the room. The room was darker than the rest of the house and lit by a dozen glowing accent candles that lined the room. She could smell an unidentifiable, though not unpleasant scent filling the room. It gave her a strange, heady feeling and charged her body with a warm glow. Along the near wall, a low table lay covered with all manner of curious looking implements of various shapes and sizes. It was only when she noticed a large, phallic object on one end did she realize that they were all sex toys. A small bookshelf on the far wall was filled with texts along the lines of the "Kama Sutra" and a guidebook on unusual sexual positions.
It only took a few more glances around the room for the rather addled Jon to rightfully guess that in this world of highly sexed 'bimbos,' the 'den' was now a room made to facilitate pleasant, casual sex. Meanwhile, Tim had already mostly undressed and started to tug at Jon's clothing, barely restraining his excitement. As his lips brushed along her shoulder to the base of her neck, she involuntarily let out a soft, long sigh and pressed her body against his bare skin. Tim grasped Jon's much smaller hand in his own and laid it across the straining fabric on the front of his boxers. As she began to wonder if there was something wrong about this situation, a brief thought fluttered through her mind: hadn't there been a magic stone in that hand...?
