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Few people in the world had the true luxury of enjoying their job, and even fewer still were able to enjoy their work in a truly luxurious environment. It was for that reason that Daniel always arrived at his job with a smile upon his face and a song in his heart. He never complained about the early starts or occasional double shift, never worried about workplace drama or stress brought down from the higher-ups, and generally found himself leaving his workplace more relaxed and at rest than when he'd arrived.

One such morning, already a glorious summer day even though it was just coming up to seven-thirty AM, the black scaled male stood behind his desk and readied himself for the day ahead. He booted up the four interconnected computers which sat before him, checked the paper copies of the appointment schedules for that day just to make sure they tallied with the computer records, and took the occasional moment just to glance upwards through the glass roof of the large, spacious reception area at the wide blue sky above. Each time he did so, Daniel couldn't help but grin. Today, he could tell, was going to be a really good day.

Many folks who didn't know Daniel might have thought that he was quite low down on the employment ladder, despite working for a prestigious and respectable day-spa. Day in, day out he stood at the front desk, taking calls, answering queries and welcoming patrons! He was, to those beyond these four walls, a receptionist. But to his customers, and the fellow members of staff present at the spa, the male was far more than that. He was the front of house. He was the very first impression that their customers received regarding the staff upon arrival! He was the one who had to deal with the clients before they'd been de-stressed and relaxed by the spa's talented team of professionals, but was still obligated to make them feel as comfortable and tranquil as possible!

Of course, the spa had taken on a fairly big risk in hiring him in the first place, there was no denying that. While species discrimination was a far smaller problem than it had been fifty years ago, some companies still felt it prudent not to have unique or odd looking staff in such front of house positions. They believed that some, though by no means the nicest folks around, would feel more comfortable being greeted by a cheery fox or grinning collie than a less familiar, though by no means any less kind or welcoming, creature.

Thankfully Daniel's employers didn't feel that way. If they had, he probably would never have gotten so much as an interview! Daniel's, after all, was not the most recognizable of species. He was anthropomorphic of course; bipedal, bearing two arms, a head and a tail like most. But black scales covered the vast proportion of his body, his eyes bore gold striations throughout their irises, and his shoulders formed a uniquely organic chest-plate which almost looked like an item of clothing unto itself. His tail, thick at the base and growing steadily thinner, then culminating in a rounded bulb, was equally unique, and though his hands bore four almost anthro-like fingers his digitigrade legs bore only two large, round toes at their tips. Even his face could not entirely define his species, for while together his body did resemble one predominant aspect of its heritage, the protruding muzzle was more feline than anything else.

He was a mewthree, an altered version of the infamous pokemon with somewhat more human and feline characteristics and a wholly more social personality than the original Mewtwo! But regardless of his species, he was still a damned good employee. Regular customers knew and cherished his familiar greeting, and new ones rapidly warmed to him upon their meeting for the first time. As far as they, and indeed Daniel, was concerned, his physical form was of no consequence whatsoever.

Dressed in a white shirt tailored to avoid the shoulders of his chest-plate and a smart pair of white trousers, Daniel stepped out from behind the front desk and made his way across the reception area. A large glass wall bearing a pool at the bottom glinted in the morning sun, and as Daniel reached down and flipped a hidden switch behind a portion of the pool's marble stonework a thin film of water began to trickle and tinkle pleasantly down the glass. Behind the see-through waterfall, soft lights played through the glass. The colour refracted into a hundred miniature rainbows, and Daniel stepped a few metres back just to watch it for a moment. He turned it on every morning, and every morning was greeted by the same beautiful rainbows, but it never got old. Hell, he loved it more and more every day.

Turning on the spot, the mewthree checked the seating area and magazine racks which stood nearby just to make sure everything was in its place. The softly cushioned sofas and chairs were spotless, the cleaning crew having done as great a job as ever, and the glass tables which stood between them were gleaming every bit as spotlessly as the waterfall! It wasn't hard to see why this was the number one day-spa in the state, and one of the top spa's in the whole country. They put in a lot of work day after day to make this place a paradise for the clientele, and to Daniel's eyes at least that was precisely what it was!

At that point, just past seven-thirty five AM, there was still an hour and twenty five minutes before the spa was due to open. Thus Daniel was a little surprised when from nearby he heard the sound of knocking, and turned towards one of the six large, glass plated front doors which stood in a welcoming, outward facing oval at the front of the reception area. Behind the glass of the door stood a fur in a smart black suit, a white rabbit with one lopped ear and a gold earring at the tip of the other. He was smiling warmly, and as he saw that Daniel had noticed him raised his left paw in a friendly wave before beckoning the mewthree towards him.

Daniel waved back, his own smile widening a little more as the rabbit's seemingly infectious grin began to tug upward at the corners of his muzzle. He approached, fishing in the pocket of his trousers for his keycard and swiping it through the infra-red beam which stood on the inside wall just behind the door in question. A lock clicked, and a moment later the scaled male was pulling the door open for this well dressed bunny.

"Good morning Sir. How can we at Double-R help you this morning?"

Daniel was expecting the rabbit either to say that he had a meeting with someone on staff and had simply arrived early, or perhaps that he'd gotten lost on the roads and needed directions. They were a fair few miles out of the nearest city after all, their peaceful meditation gardens and songbird friendly forest walks a vital part of the spa's appeal, and sometimes folks leaving the city mistook the spa's turnoff for one leading to one of the city's smaller suburbs! In actual fact however, neither of those scenarios was true on this particular occasion. At first the rabbit didn't reply at all, simply slipping his paws into his pockets and gazing around the reception area with something akin to curiosity. Soon after he turned his face towards Daniel, the rabbit's appearance dashing though clearly not tamed by any sort of regular visits to the gym, and that infectious smile of his seemed to double in intensity.

"Double-R. Now remind me... what does that stand for?"

The mewthree beamed back at the rabbit. Asking him to talk about the spa; now that was something that he could do with all the confidence in the world!

"Restoration through Relaxation, Sir. We believe that by allowing the body and mind to relax, they can feel completely restored. Relaxation to us isn't a diversion from life's problems, or a way to forget them temporarily. It's a way to solve them; to ready yourself so that upon leaving our capable hands you are ready to face any challenges the world will throw at you!"

Nodding slowly, the rabbit's eyes wandered towards the fountain. They lingered there as he posed another question, the rainbows within the water seeming to catch him under their spell just as they did Daniel every morning.

"I see. And that theory seems to work for your clients, I assume?"

Again Daniel grinned, reciprocating the male's nod eagerly.

"Yes, Sir. We have businesspeople from all over the world come here before big mergers and deals, and couples who are just about to get married or try for kids! They come to us worried or nervous, and they leave with a spring in their step every time."

Looking back to Daniel, glancing down to the mewthree's name-badge and smiling warmly, the rabbit cleared his throat. He looked up once again, and as his eyes met with Daniel's own they twinkled playfully. A soft blush began to light up the rabbit's cheeks, and yet when he spoke he did so as confidently and directly as ever.

"And how far exactly do you go in your desire to bring about satisfaction to your customers? Would this be the place to come if your wife was on your case, and you wanted to get away to a place where the women might be more understanding? A place where every visit has a happy ending?"

Watching with widening eyes and a rosy blush of his own as the rabbit placed happy ending in air quotes, Daniel shook his head. A few times he'd heard first time customers ask this question, and once even to simply expect it! But this was the first time anyone had asked him directly, since normally they approached reception when the building was properly open and there were other customers inside. For a few moments the mewthree remained silent, determined not to open his muzzle before he knew what to say and hence risk making a fool of himself. Thankfully it only took a few seconds for him to formulate what he felt to be the right answer, and Daniel delivered it with a gentle but unapologetic tone.

"No Sir, we don't conduct our business in that way here. While erotic pleasure can be a very effective tool for managing stress and relaxation, the personal and intimate nature of such contact does not mix well with the atmosphere of comfort we attempt to create here. If a fur expects sex, they might feel tense or nervous with anticipation. If they do not feel entirely satisfied by it they might feel saddened or angry, and if they take it too far, well... we have to consider the comfort and safety of our own staff, too."

Immediately after Daniel had fallen silent, the rabbit clapped his hands together loudly. He rubbed them together for a moment, as though congratulating himself, and then held out his right hand for Daniel to shake.

"Excellent, Daniel. Just excellent!"

Daniel shook the paw which the rabbit offered, and continued to watch in a somewhat confused fashion as the white furred male suddenly pulled away from him and half walked, half ran up to the reception desk. The mewthree followed closely behind him, but even before he could slip back behind his desk and assume his post the rabbit was calling over his shoulder to him.

"Do you think it would be possible for me to take a tour of some of your facilities here, Daniel? It's been a long time since I found a day-spa of this calibre anywhere I've visited, and I'm a rather widely travelled fellow. If I like what I see I may just have to extend my stay here a little longer and take in some of your treatments. Perhaps you could even recommend some of your favourites for me that I should try!"

Checking both his watch and the reception area's silent, un-ticking clock, Daniel nodded. There was still more than an hour till the spa opened, and while he had planned on using that hour to return a few calls that had come through overnight the male thought that taking this potential client on a tour might be equally helpful to the business. They were doing well for themselves, even in the current financial climate, but every new customer was valuable nonetheless! And besides, who were they to turn away a potential fur in need of relaxation?

Locking the computer system and scrawling a quick note on a pad of paper telling anyone who might try to find him where he was going, Daniel stepped out from behind his desk and approached the rabbit directly once more.

"I'd be very happy to show you around, Sir. Is there anything in particular that you'd like to see, or shall I show you around our facilities as we pass through them?"

The rabbit held up one paw, silencing Daniel and seeming to ignore his question at first. After a few seconds though the rabbit spoke up, shaking his head and smiling wistfully as he did so.

"You're a consummate professional, Daniel, but please stop calling me 'Sir'. I hereby authorize, command, request and beg that you always address me by my first name. Feel free to introduce me as Mr. Paxton to others if you must, but Alistair is what all those whom I like call me. And Daniel, I like you! I like you a lot."

Daniel beamed, his dark scales hiding the blush that might otherwise have been resting upon his cheeks. It always meant a lot when customers asked for you to address them on a first name basis, and Daniel was infinitely proud of the fact that there were very few regulars here who he wasn't already on a first name basis with. Nevertheless, just as Daniel had already said, he was always professional about it! Until he was given such permission, he always addressed furs by their titles.

"Thank you... Alistair. Now, do you have a preference for our tour route? We have about fifty minutes before I'll need to head back and get ready to open up, so there's time to take a quick look at everything if you'd like. But if you're in a rush, if there's anywhere you need to be, let me know if there's anything you'd definitely be interested in seeing!"

The two males began to walk, leaving the reception area and heading through another set of large glass doors which led into a corridor which was lit purely by sun streaming in through the skylights set in the roof. It wasn't dark by any means, but it was far less bright than the reception area itself. As for decoration, it looked more like the interior of someone's home than a day-spa. A warm and welcoming hallway complete with coat-hooks and a bookshelf.

"I've heard of home comforts, but... this place makes me feel more at peace than my own home."

Alistair marveled as they passed along the corridor, Daniel pointing out each room as they passed it, opening the doors to a few of them and introducing the fur or furs inside. They passed the massage rooms, the rabbit overwhelmed by the array of over one hundred and fifty scented oils the masseurs and masseuses had to work with, and the door to the meditation garden. In the courtyard within it, eight members of staff were undergoing their own morning relaxation in the form of a soothing Tai Chi workout.

"Do all the staff here believe in what they're doing? I mean... surely you're not all fans of homeopathy and crystal waving, but do you believe that you can help people through simple physical and mental relaxation?"

Chuckling, Daniel shook his head.

"We don't always feel as though a massage will help us solve all our lives' problems, but we're all ready to support furs who do, and always willing to at least try it when it comes to our own issues. So no, we're not blind believers in what we do. We try to make the most of it though, because it sure beats any of the alternatives that we can see! Real drugs or any of that homeopathy crap, we'd far rather get by with a clear mind than a chemically balanced one."

The pair passed out of the first corridor and into another large, circular chamber similar to the reception area. This one was filled with gym equipment, but while most of the room seemed perfectly normal the layout of the equipment instantly caught Alistair's attention.

"Everything's in pairs. Every bike faces another bike head on. The rowing machines are two by two next to one another. Even the stretching mats are laid out together. Is that part of some programme you guys have going on, or just a wacky idea on the part of this place's architect?"

Turning on the spot as a the sound of claws on woodwork caught their attention, Daniel and Alistair watched as a female skunk padded towards them across the floor of the gym area. She was dressed in a tight tracksuit top and equally snug trousers, the gear showing off both her ass and her breasts but not in a way that was blatantly obvious. Yes you'd notice, and yes she knew you'd notice. But if asked why she wore such tight fitting clothing, Daniel knew that Tina would respond by blushing and asking precisely what they'd been looking at in order to notice such a thing!

Thankfully Alistair wasn't the kind of guy to ask such questions. Although since Tina started to answer his question whilst still more than ten meters away, he didn't have much of a chance to.

"In this gym, you only get to work out as long as you're spending time with someone else. We don't care if its sitting in silence whilst peddling a bike, telling each other dirty jokes or spilling your heart and soul out before a complete stranger. We've found that our clients feel far better after a deep conversation, or... heck, even a shallow one to a lesser extent, than they do a workout. So why not combine the two, we thought. And we did!"

After Alistair had shaken Tina's paw and promised her that they could chat over a set of push-ups some time in the next millennia, he and Daniel proceeded on. They left the gym and made for the pool area, where Alistair marveled at the sixteen separate swimming facilities which took up almost twenty percent of the entire spa. Of course these included the Jacuzzis and sauna rooms too, but he was thrilled to see what was labeled as an adults play pool, filled with floats, toys and all the kinds of pool gear one would have expected to see in a kids play pool!

That pool was, undeniably, one of the most popular attractions at the spa. There was a month long waiting list for a two hour session, and the number of cancellations was as close to zero as any figure in the entirely business! Of course Alistair understood why this was the case, because very few places these days gave adults somewhere where they were allowed to play like cubs again. It took Daniel a few minutes however to describe precisely why this was the case. It wasn't all about escaping stress and regressing as Alistair had presumed, but rather about dropping all those insecurities and assumptions that went on beyond the pool, and simply being allowed to play.

In the past Daniel had seen bosses and employees talking shop for hour after hour as they were massaged and mud-packed on company retreats. Then he watched them go into the play pool, and after a few minutes of awkwardness watching the other participants cavorting around some bright spark would toss an inflatable ball at the boss's head. The boss would swing round and glare at them for a moment, and sure enough would heave the ball right back a split-second later, grinning wildly! After that, all distinctions of rank and all feuds of office politics were gone. Not diminished, not pushed to one side. Utterly and completely gone. For those two hours the entire hall would ring with cries of laughter and playful mischief, and upon exiting the pool every single member of the group would be chatting giddily about what they'd just shared!

It was just one stop after the pool complex, Daniel and Alistair stepping out of the chlorine infused air which had made the rabbit feel fondly reminiscent about his childhood and into another homely corridor, that the lapine male stopped in his tracks and turned to face Daniel. He looked around, suddenly seeming nervous and excited all at once, and grinned at the mewthree.

"Listen, Daniel. I've seen enough. Is there... is there somewhere we can go to talk, in private?"

Surprised by the rabbit's sudden show of enthusiasm, far surpassing the substantial amount which he'd shown already, Daniel nodded slowly. He directed a paw to their right, where along the side of the corridor some of the few opaque doors that Alistair had seen in the entire building thus far stood ajar.

"Our quiet rooms. Totally soundproof, totally customizable. I think this one's got a standard setup, but if it's empty we can always go into the next one. I've been wanting to show you these anyway! If there's one treatment in this spa I really believe to be unique and completely effective, it's this one."

Upon entering the room, Daniel closing the door behind them and waving his key card against another panel to lock it from the inside, Alistair soon discovered what the mewthree had meant about a truly unique treatment. The room was full to overflowing with a thousand different items of aromatherapy gear; oils, candles, incense and other scented sticks, soaps, bath bombs, shower gels, hand creams. Not to mention all the anti stress equipment from a stress ball to a large, weighted punching bag hanging from the ceiling! Bean bags littered the floor in one corner, and several different kinds of comfy armchair were dotted around the rest of the room. On one of the walls a dimmer switch could be used to adjust the light level from within, and an advanced looking stereo system stood within a sunken set of shelves and a thick playbook of the songs it doubtlessly contained, as well as a CD slot too presumably for if the customer wanted their own music.

It looked like a hippy's paradise, and in many ways that was precisely what the room was supposed to be. It was the ultimate escape for the withdrawn, uptight city banker. For furs who didn't want to be disturbed so much that even the masseur rubbing their shoulders would be an unwanted distraction! At first such a room may have seemed foolish to some, when an empty room at home could provide the same comfort. But the more Alistair thought about it, just as Daniel had upon first hearing of this concept, the more he understood why these quiet rooms were so popular.

In this world of modern technology and 'conveniences', there were very few places where you could have total peace and total tranquility. In your bedroom your phone could ring down the hallway, your mobile could go off, you could receive an e-mail, or a car could honk its horn at you from outside. But here... no, there was none of that! The fur who sat in this room would be totally cut off from the rest of the world, able to yell and scream, sit and cry or just chill out like they couldn't chill out anywhere else in the world. It had to be an amazing feeling, surely the ultimate in finding space to clear one's head, and Alistair couldn't wait to try it out.

"Alistair, can I ask what it is you wanted to see me in private about? You said you've seen enough. Enough what? Would you like to book a day here, or is this you trying to let me down gently that you're not really here looking to spend any money?"

Chuckling, the rabbit's lopped right ear twitched at its tip.

"Actually, I want to do more than book a day here."

Daniel beamed. He'd made a sale, and a bigger one than he'd expected too!

"A group visit then, one of our company retreat packages? Or perhaps a subscription for yourself? Whatever you'd like, don't hesitate to ask. I've always tried to live by the adage whenever I can: The customer is always right."

Shaking his head at each of those suggestions, Alistair's grin widened. He bounced on the tips of his footpaws, giddy with excitement.

"Well, if I'm always right... then allow me to be honest about my intent. Daniel, I know you didn't seem to recognize my name earlier... and that's fine, I'm not in the habit of wildly announcing my business to the press like some furs these days. I like my peace and my privacy, and keeping my head down allows me to secure that. But, in truth... I'm a rather rich man."

Daniel didn't react. He knew lots of the customers here were rather rich, and didn't want to embarrass Alistair by saying that didn't really make him anything particularly special.

"Now normally of course I'd say that wouldn't make me anything particularly special..."

That made the mewthree's eyes widen, but not nearly as much as what the rabbit said next.

"...but under the circumstances, given that I am going to buy Double-R, I think that wealth might serve me well."

Daniel knew how much the spa made every year, and while he didn't know the precise value of the premises itself he'd seen newspaper and TV articles that put the ballpark figure somewhere in the hundreds of millions. Unless Alistair was joking, and he didn't look like he was joking, Daniel was indeed standing in a locked room with a rather rich multimillionaire... possibly even billionaire!

"Of course I'll keep all the staff on, and keep the majority of the building the way it is. I absolutely love what this place does for its clients, both in services and appearances!"

Looking at Alistair with continued and ever more wide eyed amazement, Daniel shook his head in disbelief. Surely it couldn't be that simple, not even for a billionaire. He was talking about the place like he'd just made the decision there and then, but at the same time sounded totally confident in that fact! It was like listening to someone saying they were going to get pizza as they prepared to head out of the door, not someone talking about the possibility of an incredibly expensive takeover of a specialist, independently run business that had been in the same family for three generations.

"But there will need to be some upgrades made to the facilities of course, and a few changes with regard to the services that staff such as you can offer to our clientele right from the moment they come through the door. We talked about happy endings earlier, didn't we Daniel. And yes, I know you said that you were against them here, and for very noble reasons too!"

Alistair had been looking around the room for the last thirty seconds as he spoke, not taking so much as a cursory glance in the mewthree's direction. Now however he did so, and though his face was still lit up by a dazzling smile his eyes spoke only of sorrow and regret.

"But I'm afraid that may have to change. In fact, a lot of things will have to change about the way the staff here approach their jobs. The kind of customers I plan to attract will not be satisfied by a female masseuse, or a male lifeguard when they're playing around in the pool. They'll want more, from the very moment they step through the door."

Frowning now, unable to believe what he was hearing about happy endings and radically changing the staff when just a minute ago Alistair had been talking about keeping them all on, Daniel opened his muzzle to ask the rabbit what the hell he was talking about. Before he could utter a single word though, Alistair uttered the final few words of what he'd been saying.

"And there, at the front desk, will be where you come in. My first. My best. My most unique, exotic staff member yet. Eager to please, and able to satisfy any customer who comes your way with even the toughest request!"

Alistair stretched out his hands, fingers spread and extended in the mewthree's direction, and like a puppet-master delicately raised his left arm. Daniel's eyes bulged and he cried out in shock as suddenly and for no reason that he could tell his own right arm rose up too, as though mimicking what the rabbit was doing. Alistair raised his right arm, and Daniel's left followed suit! The black-scaled male struggled wildly, or at least his mind told him that he was, but as he pulled and pulled with all his might to free his arms from what invisible force was stringing them aloft they didn't visibly move at all! Even the straining of his muscles weren't visible, as though the feelings rushing through Daniel's body weren't making it back to his brain.

The rabbit's paws clenched into fists and fell to his sides moments later, but nothing of the sort happened to Daniel. He tried to run, tried to make it to the door, but the moment he thought about running his feet refused to move. It was as though they'd super-glued themselves to the floor! Thus the mewthree continued to watch, helpless and unable to comprehend what was happening to him, as Alistair began to click his fingers and one by one the buttons of Daniel's shirt began to fly off in all directions like bullets.

"What are you doing?! S-stop this! Now!"

Quite how Daniel believed that his cries were going to be heeded in any way shape or form the male never quite found himself able to understand, but in that moment he really did hope that Alistair would realize that whatever was happening here had all been a big mistake! That he hadn't meant to do any of this, and that there was a totally rational explanation for the impossible abilities he was apparently demonstrating. Perhaps though it was just the fear making him believe that; a fear which grew all the more prominent in the mewthree's mind as he realized that not only was the door to this room locked from the inside, but that this entire unit was one hundred percent soundproof, a guarantee made by this very business to its each and every customer!

Another cry, this one not coherent in any fashion beyond the fact that it clearly conveyed terror, escaped Daniel as he felt his trousers tear themselves from his body. It was as though they'd come apart at the seams, except all it had taken for them to do so was an intricate, scissor-like motion from Alistair's fingers. Both the trousers and shirt fell to the ground, leaving Daniel utterly naked.

"Oh my... no underwear? Now is that really the example you want clients of your company to see you setting? I'm not sure, but I know that when I'm in charge it'll be the fewer clothes the better all the way!"

The rabbit grinned, a grin far crueler and more deviously playful than any fur should have been capable of producing.

"But then... sometimes less is more, don't you agree? Less clothes, more flesh, for example. Less inhibition, more fun. Less male, more... well... you'll find out soon enough."

The rabbit tapped his own head with one finger, as though asking Daniel to think about what he'd said. A moment later though the mewthree found himself incapable of any true rational thought; pure and unfiltered pleasure wracking his body directly without any external stimulation. He cried out helplessly, his arms finally responding to something as both his toes and fingers curled up and flexed in a series of intense, body-wide muscle spasms. Another cry erupted from his lips mere moments later, a fresh wave of euphoria crashing over him that felt like he'd just been brought to the very brink of orgasm in a split second. Looking down, Daniel groaned in lust-stricken delight as he saw his own member come slipping out of its internal sheath, the naked flesh a lighter grey as opposed to the pitch black of his scales and growing rapidly as it began to stiffen upon exposure to the naked air. It was a sizable organ, but proportional to his greater than average height, and whilst human-like in its appearance there was a certain sleekness about it which seemed unique. Upon seeing it, Alistair looked impressed.

"Ah Daniel... isn't sex wonderful?"

Alistair grinned, gently patting the sizable bulge which had appeared around the area of his own crotch. At the precise same time Daniel felt a ghostly but solid paw wrap around his own rapidly hardening cock and collapsed to his knees, arms flopping limply down at his sides, as that hand began to jerk him off at an astonishing, nigh on impossible pace. He threw himself forward, down onto all fours, and howled in ecstasy as his cock was milked by the invisible hand around it. Never before had Daniel known a paw, a mouth, an ass or a woman's innermost depths that could do such a job, and though he hadn't been hard for thirty seconds yet he knew that he wasn't going to last.

Sure enough, as Daniel craned his head up and forced himself to look at the rabbit once again, Alistair gave his own trouser-covered erection another squeeze. The lapine male's eyes rolled back in their head and his ears began to twitch, and though his own body showed no more of the physiological signs of orgasm, Daniel showed and felt them all!

The mewthree's hips pumped forward as he cried out savagely, his cock erupting with the biggest and most forceful load of its life. The pleasure was beyond that of a normal orgasm, way beyond in fact! Cum erupted from within his balls in a fountain, a six second torrent of thick, white seed pouring from his cock's throbbing tip in just the first of four eruptions. It splashed out over the floor between Daniel's legs, and all that the male could do as it pooled around his hands and knees was wail and pray for more!

"Don't you wish it didn't have to end there? Don't you wish you weren't limited by that silly male body of yours?"

Drunk on ecstasy, so drunk that he'd forgotten every bad thing he'd ever learned about Alistair through a conscious effort not to have anything distract him from the euphoria of his orgasm, Daniel nodded feverishly. He gazed hopefully up at the white rabbit, and whimpered gleefully as Alistair winked at him.

For a split second the pleasure vanished, even though cum was still pouring from Daniel's cock in what was to be its fourth and final eruption of that particular climax. The mewthree moaned in abject misery, and was about to throw every curse and foul adjective he knew at Alistair when a new and utterly overwhelming feeling surged through his body in an instant.

"Wh-...whhaaaahhh!"

It should have hurt. Everything that Daniel knew about the nature of flesh and his body said that what he felt next should have hurt enough to knock him out, perhaps even kill him from the shock. But as Daniel felt the central bone of his chest-plate cracking, splitting and re-shaping itself as two scaled mounds began to swell upon his chest, all that he could feel was pleasure. They didn't grow too big, not swelling to where he could see them without looking down or anything insane like that, but as breasts erupted from Daniel's chest they seemed enormous. The biggest change however, something his scaled body had never needed to handle before, was the sensation of nipples; two tiny bullets of slightly sensitive flesh standing proud and erect at the tip of each swelling breast, which when he lifted one shaking paw from the ground to touch drew a fevered wail of bliss from his lips.

"Male or female. If someone wants to be with you, they shouldn't be limited in what you can do for them. This way, if they want a happy ending with a cock stuffed in their face, they'll have it. And if they want a happy ending with a cock stuffed in your snatch... well, I'll never have to tell them 'Sorry, he's a guy' after this!"

Beneath and between Daniel's legs, the mewthree felt himself swelling as he tweaked and rubbed madly at his new breasts. The invisible paw around his cock was gone, but he was certain that had it returned... and he hoped it would... that he would have felt an increase in the size of both his cock and balls, the latter now swelling externally where before they had been contained within his body. Still not enough of an increase to account for the sheer volume of cum still pooled between his legs and lashing the floor in thick, ropey strands for some distance in the path leading away from his cock's tip, but a notable amount larger than they already had been!

"The perfect hermaphrodite; big enough, strong enough to give and take anything your client desires of you."

Daniel felt something drooling down his balls, a wet, slightly sticky substance that felt like it was coming from the flesh just above his large but tight ballsack. He whimpered loudly as he realized what that might mean, and once again squeezed one of his nipples between a finger and thumb. Sure enough an explosion of pleasure occurred not just within his cock, which jerked and sent another single lashing of cum in a thick trail almost a metre distant from the mewthree's head, but also at that newly established point of sensitivity just behind his balls. After that jolt of stimulation had faded though, the male's newly formed breasts ceasing their tingling at least for the time being and his cock resuming its normal... at least for the past few minutes..., steadily paced throbbing, the pleasure surging through Daniel from his newest apparent erogenous zone continued unabated.

"Y-Yes..."

He gasped breathlessly as it felt like the flesh between his ass and balls began to peel itself back, not just at the surface but deeper and deeper. His eyes fluttered between open and closed, unable to see Alistair beginning to circle his trembling, transforming body until the rabbit was standing directly behind the mewthree's tail. Even then Daniel could only guess where his apparent assailant was, that familiar feeling of being puppeteered which had seized his arms now rushing through his tail as the appendage flagged itself up and over Daniel's back, its tip drooping over his shoulder and twitching next to his gasping muzzle.

Seconds later, both expected and yet with a sudden urgency that could not be quantified, two fingers pressed themselves into Daniel in a place that had not existed two minutes ago. The male screamed, unable to handle the sensations rushing through him all of a sudden even more so than he'd been unable to handle those born of his newly formed breasts. A flood of juices soaked his balls, and as the hot, sticky fluid dripped down from his scaled orbs Daniel's cock erupted with orgasmic fury once again!

"That's it! My new herm. My first, my greatest. Cum for me, let me see how much you can take!"

The fingers within Daniel began to pump in and out, not large enough to provoke any extreme response under normal circumstances but under current conditions rendering the male paralyzed with pleasure under their touch. It was as though he was trying to react, trying to scream or moan or buck his hips, but as he was fucked in his brand new vagina by the white rabbit's digits Daniel's brain felt too broken; too utterly, cataclysmically devastated by all that it had been forced to endure, to possibly react physically.

Trapped within his own mind Daniel felt every drop of pleasure, and heard himself simultaneously begging for more and screaming for it to stop. The pleasure washed over him in unceasing waves, his cock throbbing and spilling its cum all over the rich hardwood floors a moment before his new snatch clutched around the invading fingers within it, squirting and drooling every bit as liberally as it was built to as the super-sensitive nerves within it ensured the owner's pacifism and enjoyment... whether he liked it or not.

It was as that feeling began to fade though, as his body began to adjust to the sensations and he began to truly respond to the physical onslaught of his orgasm, that Daniel's mind began to clear. He whimpered vocally, his hips bucking and his arms fighting not to give way and send his torso plunging into an ever growing pool of seed. His ears registered the sounds of his own pleasure echoing off the soundproof walls, and another voice, a whispering but familiar voice behind it all.

"Feel it, but own it. You are in control, my new friend. You will let yourself be fucked any way they want, by anyone who wants you! But no matter how bad they are, how small or quick, you will make them happy. You will cum when they want you to cum, and you will be truly happy that they are happy!"

Alistair. For the first time since that first orgasm had struck him, Daniel thought clearly of Alistair and what he was doing to his body.

"Again, Daniel. Cum for me."

Pleasure surged through the mewthree's body, and he howled in ecstasy as both his male and female sides erupted into a renewed orgasm before the old one had even begun to diminish in strength. Behind the pleasure though, at the very core of his mind, Daniel found himself less intensely affected. It still made it hard to think or act, hard to link two thoughts together or track down memories concerning what he'd just been doing, but with some effort the male managed it.

"And again."

He almost lost his mind as once more he climaxed, Alistair driving two fingers into what he could only assume was his g-spot and driving both sets of his nether regions to physically and forcefully squirt at the height of their ecstasy. The very knowledge that it was the rabbit's fingers doing the rubbing pulled him back from the brink though, and whilst his body celebrated the sensations which were ravaging Daniel his mind attained new clarity.

"You will never be satisfied. Any man or woman who wants you, you will beg them just for a single touch of their cock or snatch, and revere them if they allow you to bring them to orgasm. Again!"

Daniel's mind was being conditioned just as his body had been, through pleasure and in such an obvious yet impossible manner that his mind shouldn't have been able to handle it. The fact that he had been adapted to handle the new potency of his physical desires however had apparently escaped Alistair, or at least not brought the rabbit to realize that this would in any way affect the suppression of his old self in relation to the apparent dominance of the new!

Of course he wasn't entirely immune, the new commands which the white rabbit was lavishing upon him still taking effect at the surface. But even as he felt his body craving the touch of any and every fur he knew to be in this building, and heard himself screaming as the thought helped intensify his latest orgasm, Daniel found his mind growing sharper than ever before. So sharp in fact that he was almost certain he could function in spite of the pleasure, and so sharp that he might well be able to surprise Alistair himself!

Forcing his eyes open, Daniel looked up and saw something more beautiful than almost anything he'd ever set eyes on in his entire life. He cried out in pleasure, and allowed himself to relish the sensations of his latest orgasm in reward for what his mind had achieved.

Of course, what he was thinking about relied on one assumption that the scaled male was making being correct. He had to assume that it took some sort of effort for Alistair to do... whatever it was that he was doing! If it didn't, if it was something that once engaged persisted until he made an effort to stop it again, then all of this would have been for nothing. Chances are he'd get one shot, and if he didn't free himself then Alistair would know to fix whatever problem had allowed Daniel this much freedom already!

With haste, worried that if given enough time some unknown act or power on the rabbit's part might clue him in to Daniel's condition, the mewthree acted!

"Yes!!"

Letting loose the only cry he was really capable of producing as he pushed off from the ground with arms and legs alike, his new hermaphroditic body dragging itself upright even as another orgasm struck at its heart, Daniel threw himself forward. A few strides and he was at his target, the large cabinet full of aromatherapy supplies which he'd shown Alistair upon their entry to the room.

Cum struck the cabinet before him, the mewthree groaning as a torrent of cum spilled lewdly from the tip of his cock right before his own eyes. At the same moment he felt a hot trickle of juices running down his inner thighs, and the clenching of internal muscles he hadn't possessed an hour ago. All the while his chest heaved up and down, both from the sudden exertion of his actions, the pleasure rushing through him and indeed the simple fact that he had a somewhat heavier chest than before!

"T-take it! Yes!"

As yet more cum lashed the woodwork before him Daniel snatched up bottle of essential oils by the handful, tossing them at the ground by the startled, wide eyed Alistair's feet and moaning loudly as they shattered. Both he and the rabbit began to choke and cough as the volatile substances were unleashed all at once, rather than a drop or two at a time as was common! Unlike Alistair though Daniel had past experience with oil spillages, so he knew that like any other scent it was simply a matter of breathing through his mouth instead!

As Alistair reached into his trouser pockets to grab a handkerchief, Daniel felt the rabbit's grip on his body lift. His orgasms waned instantly, and though groaning in frustration as his super sensitive, super needy body cried out for more the mewthree forced himself to ignore it for now at least. He threw himself down onto the ground just long enough to snatch up his key card, not having disintegrated along with the rest of his trousers, and ran for the door. He barreled past the rabbit without a word, vaulting the pile of broken glassware with ease in spite of the foot long erection waving before him. Seconds later Daniel reached the door, and after waving his key card madly against the same panel as before dragged the heavy wooden door open.

Rushing out into the corridor, Daniel wasted no time. He ran back the way they'd come on their tour, determined to warn someone, anyone about what was going to happen.

He only made it as far as the gym though before realizing that something was wrong. Very wrong.

There, lying on a stretching mat, Tina was moaning and whimpering in ecstasy. The skunk was naked, and her flexible body was contorted in such a way that she was apparently sucking on her own ten inch erection. As Daniel watched she groaned in ecstasy, and her cries became gurgling gulps for around twenty seconds whilst her fingers rubbed madly at the nub of her clitoris where it lay hidden behind a compact pair of balls of her own. Juices poured from her treasure as she came, and her fluffy, white striped tail twitched giddily.

Daniel ran on as she looked up and saw him, pulling her muzzle off her own erection and promptly being struck across the face by a thick burst of her own arousal. She cried out for him to join her, to fuck her, but he didn't even look back!

Passing the meditation garden, Daniel saw eight bodies entwined in what looked like a lake of cum. Every one of those furs, ranging from eighteen to sixty two, bore the same complete set of genitalia as he, and all of them appeared to be enjoying them immensely!

"No! N-no!"

The mewthree ran on, and didn't stop to check on a single one of the other members of staff until he was back in the reception area. A quick glance at the windows told him there was no-one outside, thank god, but as he ran towards the front desk and in particular the phone standing upon it Daniel heard a series of fevered, pleasure stricken grunts from somewhere nearby.

He reached the front desk just moments later, and almost sobbed as he saw the source of the lewd sexual sounds right there upon it.

One of the cleaning staff, a perky male fox that Daniel knew had a wife and kids at home, was feverishly humping one of the male lifeguards from behind. The lifeguard had been transformed, his already lean raccoon body and long, ponytailed hair now giving him an incredibly feminine look with the addition of breasts to his body! The fox however, even though he wore the same look of absolute lust upon his features and was quite happily giving the raccoon a reach-around as he pounded the lifeguard's snatch, was purely male.

Seeing the two figures screwing upon his desk however was only worthy of note because it was on his desk; the computers, the paperwork and even the phone having been swept aside, lying in a broken, smoking heap around the two furiously fucking furs.

"No..."

The mewthree collapsed to his knees, shaking his head in defeat.

"No!"

He pounded one of his fists against the floor, even the pain of that action turning to pleasure a split-second after it happened and very nearly setting his throbbing cock off once again.

"Yes!"

A loud cry echoed around the large reception area, Daniel violently being jerked to his feet by invisible strings and his arms plastered high above his head. He tried to cry out, tried to complain, but his muzzle wouldn't work. He didn't even know if his lungs were able to move to propel air into his body! Only the fact that he wasn't slowly feeling more and more short of breath indicated that he could somehow breathe, but under the circumstances even that didn't prove that his lungs were actually working!

"I told you that everyone who worked here would be the perfect employee. You were the first, of course, but you were the first because yours was the only mind in this building I could sense which had even a chance of resisting me."

Daniel felt his feet leaving the ground, his body slowly rotating until it was facing Alistair. The white rabbit was no longer alone though, flanked on either side by a contingent of the freshly created hermaphrodites that were his new workforce. They were still aroused, cocks still throbbing and legs still slick from the river of female sexual fluids, and a couple of those who had originally been female even seemed to be lactating judging by the similarly damp trails through the fur of their breasts, but for now at least they didn't seem paralyzed by their need for pleasure. In fact, they all looked as though in their minds every one of them was enjoying the most perfect orgasm ever. Their bodies just weren't showing it!

"You really would have been the perfect man for a front of house position, but I suppose I'll just have to bite the bullet and do it myself."

Alistair brushed his hands down each of the sleeves of his suit jacket, still immaculate even though Daniel was convinced he'd been kneeling in a puddle of cum not ten minutes ago!

"However, that doesn't mean to say you still can't make a good impression on all those who enter this building. In fact... I think you might just remain the most eye-catching anthro in the room."

As the rabbit began to pace forward, he lifted his paws and began to wave them intricately in front of him. Daniel felt his body responding, his legs, his arms, his head and indeed his genitalia shifting almost as though he was being posed. He also realized that as Alistair approached him he was slowly drifting backwards, not quite so fast as the rabbit was moving but enough to bring him ever closer to the trickling sound of the waterfall behind him.

"I have no doubt that every fur here... myself aside of course, will envy you this position. Locked in eternal ecstasy, immortal and unchanging. However, for you it will be something less than perfection. Close of course... so very close, but not entirely. After all, you were able to resist me. Your mind is clearly too strong for even my magicks, and that is certainly saying something!"

Daniel would have groaned if he'd been able to, in a combination of horror and pleasure as he felt the bulb of his tail pushing itself up into his newly formed snatch. It stretched readily to accept him, and once the bulb was inside Daniel felt it beginning to thrust into him, rubbing back and forth at his innards, stretching him so wide that it rubbed every last sensitive spot his new genitalia possessed.

"So I have no choice but to put you somewhere you can't cause any trouble. To make sure you can't run off, or tell someone what I'm doing here."

Alistair twirled his fingers just enough to rotate Daniel another one hundred and eighty degrees, allowing the mewthree to look, if not react, at himself in the shimmering glass of the waterfall. He was positioned in such a way that it looked like he was experiencing an orgasm whilst hovering in mid-air, his tail stuffed up his female nether regions and one paw wrapped around his cock. His back was arched, hips and stomach thrust forward, and even his face was locked in an expression of abject ecstasy.

"Forever beautiful, forever in ecstasy. But forever aware of your condition, unable to simply let go and live entirely in your euphoria. Yes you may dream, dream for years on end perhaps. But once in a while, for a moment or two, your eternal fantasy will be broken by reality."

Daniel felt himself moving again, closer and closer to the thin film of running water, the dancing rainbows and the cold glass beneath it. A violent surge of pleasure wracked his body as he felt the first drop of water hit his face, and as the tip of his cock touched the stream of water fresh, plentiful cum poured forth from his throbbing cock. Juices ran down his legs and dripped down into the water beneath him, and his nipples ached for the firm but tender squeeze of a pair of fingers.

"Have you figured it out yet, Daniel? Do you know what the reality of your fate is really going to be?"

For a single second Daniel felt the twitching, drooling tip of his cock press up against the glass back of the waterfall. A second later the pressure was gone, and a strange sensation like nothing the male had ever known erupted from the tip of his erection. In his mind he cried out in pleasure, the feeling as glorious as any orgasm! But as that same sensation engulfed more and more of his cock, beyond the point where it was physically possible that he could still be pressing against the glass, the feeling surpassed what even the most intense orgasm could possibly make him experience physically!

Before long his lower torso, hips and stomach still thrust towards the glass, were enveloped by the same sensation. Now Daniel was too close to the glass to see his reflection in it, cool water pouring down over his scaled body as he silently begged Alistair to tell him how it was possible for him to still be moving forward when there was a pane of glass less than an inch away from his nose, and minus twelve inches from his cock! That desire for knowledge was diminishing by the second though, replaced by that sensation beyond pleasure which grew and grew as more of him made that impossible contact with the glass.

"Oh, and Daniel... please, let me thank you before you go. If you hadn't given me such a wonderful tour, showed me precisely why this establishment is the best that there is, then I might not have chosen you or any of your friends. I know it's early days yet, and that we've already had some teething problems, but... I've got a really good feeling about this, and I'm sure you do too by now. A really good feeling."

He did. In fact, the mewthree felt so good that he could barely hear Alistair anymore. The magical white rabbit's voice was like a distant hum, or perhaps the soothing birdsong he sometimes heard the massage therapists playing for their patrons. His body felt so good, even though he couldn't really feel most of it as one would normally feel a body anymore. Even the front of his muzzle was feeling strange now, like it was being eternally kissed by someone with champagne flavoured saliva and a chocolate tongue! He could feel water cascading down over his eyes, water that felt oh so similar to the waterfall's own constant, gentle stream, but nothing in front of it. Nothing beyond where the glass should have been.

Mere moments later his body floated forward another inch or so, and Daniel's eyes lost sight of anything recognizable in three dimensional terms. He didn't go blind though, far from it. He saw everything. Not just everything happening to him, or in the room. He saw everything. Planets, moons and stars. Life and death dancing together. People laughing, crying, screaming, loving. Himself, being born, growing up, punching the air as he was offered the job at Double-R over the phone, and then...

Daniel saw himself, or rather what was left of him. The back of his shoulder blades, the rear of his skull, and part of the curve of his tail, all being slowly absorbed into the flexing, rippling glasswork behind the waterfall. He could see the rest of his body too of course, his body as it was now. It was behind the glass, facing out rather than inward as the remaining portion of his physical form would have seemed to suggest. Still he remained locked in that same pose of ultimate ecstasy that he'd seen reflected in the glass before, but though he never once moved that image didn't look nearly so static anymore. It wasn't a reflection, so much as it was a captured moment! A single instant of pure ecstasy, locked away in glass where it could never be broken or spoiled.

It took almost a minute for the last of his body to vanish, and by then Daniel's consciousness was too busy drinking in the eternal and near absolute pleasure relentlessly washing over him to notice. Thus it was Alistair and his new family of spa workers that became the first to gaze upon Daniel's new true form.

At long last, the white rabbit unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers at the front. He peeled his underwear aside to reveal eight inches of pink bunny cock, and seized it in his right hand with a cry of pleasure. With that single sound each one of his converts rushed forward, groaning and whimpering in ecstasy, and leapt into the knee deep pool at the base of the waterfall. There they stood, pressed up against the glass, moaning and crying out as their cocks throbbed and spilled hot, rich cum all over themselves and into the pool, the waterfall stopping even a drop from congealing on the glass itself. Fluids poured from between their legs as their new bodies enjoyed multiple orgasm after multiple orgasm, all born and fuelled by the same beautiful sight.

With lights, rainbows and a thin film of water playing over his body, Daniel hung suspended within the pane of glass. He looked like a reflection, clear and three-dimensional behind the glass, but with nothing on the near-side of the glass to cast it. His body was static, unmoving to the physical observer, but in the minds' eye of each and every fur who looked upon him they saw him writhing and howling in ecstasy. The paw frozen upon his cock pumped load after load of cum out over his own fingers and stomach, whilst his tail made him scream and squirt in bliss as it feverishly drove deep into his trembling, lust-stricken form.

He hung there, the embodiment of all lust, arousal and ecstasy, locked away inside the very object that had stood for ultimate peace, tranquility and relaxation in his own body and mind. Each alone was a powerful image, capable of awakening those feelings in the hearts of anyone who would look upon them. Together though, they stood for something new. For passion and peace united. For lust and satisfaction all at once. For the impossible, which Alistair had achieved with ease.

"I said t-that you'd be my star, front of house!"

Rubbing his cock feverishly, approaching the brink of his first true orgasm that day as he stared joyously at the mewthree's immobile image, knowing deep down in his heart of hearts that it was far more than just an image, Alistair groaned in delight. All the while as he rubbed himself, the rabbit was grinning. Grinning just as he had been back when he and Daniel met, back when he still had his big secret to give away.

"A-and, you said it yourself, Daniel. The c-customer..."

His cock jumped within his paw, and as Alistair's lopped ear began to twitch madly he fought to speak his final words to the one fur who had found it possible to try and defy him.

"The customer i-is... is always..."

Cum began to drool from the rabbit's cock-tip, running slick across his fingers and dripping down onto the floor of the reception area, but still he didn't allow himself to give in to the feverish allure of his orgasm. His grin grew wider than ever, almost manic in its intensity, but as hard, as horny and as eager to erupt as he was, Alistair would not cum! Not yet. Not until he'd said it!

"The customer i-is always... a-always right!"

The rabbit climaxed, and for a single moment he saw Daniel's eyes widen in recognition as the inanimate herm remembered where he was. Locked away in perpetual ecstasy or not he knew that Alistair had won, and knowing that Daniel knew that fact was enough to make the lapine male's orgasm the sweetest of his entire life!

By Jeeves

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Where to start, without rambling....

Screw it, I'll label what's rambling and what's direct.

-Simple and Straight-forward Description-

Spa's are wonderful places for relaxation. They're a great working environment too.

But some customers can be a bit on the demanding side, and some customers take a liking to the setting so much they wish they could own one for their own enjoyment.

Some customers can make that happen for themselves. The resulting changes in staffing can be a bit trying for the members affected.

Commissioned from: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/jeevestheroo

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-Rambling Background-

A few months back a writer named Pandemic (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/pandemic) did a story short featuring my 'sona getting TF'd into an ice-cream cone. (http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3072965/)

That was a nifty read, and since I'm not much of a vore fan it surprised me that it really did stick in my mind as a very entertaining and arousing story. I was just somewhat disappointed that there was an implied fatality involved.

But the descriptions used really caught my attention. Pandemic uses a very sensual and eroticism laced writing-style that I've found to be utterly unique, and quite addicting to read. Much of the descriptions of sensations that my 'sona experienced at the hands of Pandemic's genie character reminded me of what anyone else would feel and enjoy while getting a massage, or another sort of relaxation treatment at a spa.

And it really did hit me, spa's are a superb location for stories involving eroticism, unusual fetish material, and kinks. They offer an atmosphere you just don't find anywhere else. They're meant to shut-out the hubbub of the daily world, and be islands of tranquility, peace, and sensuality. Small worlds unto themselves, you could say, where rules are a bit different.

That, and some do offer...special services, making the idea of an erotic tale taking place in one all the more tempting.

My kinks are kinda varied, as A Treasure Worth the While demonstrated, but after reading Pandemic's prose it sunk in that they could very effectively be worked into a spa-centered story. Buried in schoolwork, real-life work following graduation, and already in-progress writing projects, I lacked the time and focus ability to execute the idea though. So I approached a few other writers about it. Jeeves was the first to take the job, so I set him as flexible a framework as I could for him to make use of.

-Spoilers Below- (read this after reading the story)

I gave Jeeves a concept that had some basic requirements, and some stuff deliberately left up to him to settle on.

-Customer comes into day spa, my 'sona being the one to greet them.

-Customer likes what they see, and they decide to take it over, with a few upgrades.

-Herm-TF for my 'sona

-My character does their best to get away

-Following the resistance, an inanimate-TF for my 'sona commences, decided on by the writer.

That's the rough framework, and Jeeves came through very nicely. I might have liked some further resistance on the part of my 'sona, something more determined, and some further detail or length in the final posing scene, but overall it was an immensely enjoyable read. I'm very grateful to Jeeves for running with the idea so well, especially when he doesn't regard himself as a TF-writer (not much, anyway). It's something I might be tempted to have revisited, either by another writer, a sequel by Jeeves (if he cares to, of course), or something I pick at over time. The concept itself does have a ton of sequel and series potential, what with guests and staff coming in the next day. But that's up in the air.