Landing at the local air port, you quickly rent a car and head toward your vacation destination. You have taken a week off from work and go to the fetish paradise. It's supposed to be the fantasy island of size changing dreams. But, it seems far fetched. You imagine a virtual reality hood for a whole week on your head, but anything is better than just day after day humdrum. And these size changing fantasies keep running wild in your head each day. The "what ifs" keep running through your head as you finally enter the place. It looks like a gentleman's club. There are pictures of nude ladies with stars over their privates in the entrance and a big fat bald guy asks to see your ID and invitation you purchased online. "Go right ahead," he says everything is in order. But there are three doors. "Which do I use?" You ask him. He shrugs with a grin. "Up to you pal! I just work here!" he laughs.
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