"I wish that I had a machine that could create a harem of willing, submissive sex slaves who would live to serve and pleasure their owners." The stone flashed and a large box appeared. It was similar to the novelty instant photo booths that people could get their pictures taken at. It had a curtain covered opening on one side and was labelled Harem-O-Matic just above the door.
"You could have made any machine you wanted," said Karyn, "and you make a machine that creates sex slaves?"
"Not just any sex slaves," said Jon. "Harem slaves. You can make them any way you want; male or female. They wouldn't mind if you had other slaves; they woudln't even mind if you had relations wth non-slaves. Your happiness is their only goal. C'mon Karyn, haven't you ever wanted to have a harem of cute boys following you around like puppy dogs?"
Karyn had to admit that it was attractive. Having cute boys drooling over her like the boys that followed that bitch Sarah McMillan around. "All right," she said. "But I want a harem that's just as big as yours."
