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"Are you bored?" asks a bodiless voice, as the TV displays a sad, lonely looking guy on a sofa, "Tired? Looking for some... excitement?" At that, the camera panned up a thick, lithe female figure in a ludicrously skimpy bathing suit.
"Then you need to head down to Venus Park! The theme park and water park where our girls know just how to show guys a good time." The female figure steps to one side, yet her obscenely large bosom still occupies a fair portion of the real estate of the screen, as she gestures to the entry way to Venus Park. A massively breasted cartoon figure of a woman, with a knowing smile and sultry eyes, forms the entryway to the park, beckoning all who might enter to step between her cleavage where the oddly high-security gate offers the only entrance or exit from the park.
"Spend a weekend, a week, or maybe even stay longer than you intended..." coos a voice utterly dripping with sexuality, as a guy is being caressed by two large, busty, beautiful women lying to either side of him, holding his arms between their legs, as a third uses her thighs as his pillow, holding his head between her legs as she runs her fingers through his hair. The camera holds just long enough to see him spot the camera and, wide-eyed, try to shout something as a hand is slipped over his mouth.
"Venus Park is everything a man could want. No wonder we have so many naughty boys trying to sneak in!" Two massive women in erotic parodies of security uniforms, which exposed much more than they covered, were pulling two guys off of the massively tall walls, easily dozens of meters high, which surrounded the park on all sides. The more observant may have questioned why those men were climbing the interior of the walls, from within the park, however.
"Give over to your desires at Venus Park, where we know what you really want, even if you don't know yourself..." comes another voice, bubbly and sweet, as a few rings divert on a lazy river, only to turn a corner for a split second to see the river ending at a large gate, with the men trying to swim back as a half dozen women are pulling them out one by one.
"For every man who's still a boy at heart, the women at Venus Park will take care of you better than you can take care of yourself..." A guy with a dazed expression, seemingly out of his wits, smiles foolishly as a Venus Park employee kisses his cheek before a tacky Venus Park logo swoops onto the screen, while in the background the guy is swiftly pulled away.
"Venus Park is accessible via Country Road 69, simply disembark at the parking venue and you will be escorted to the Park itself. We can't wait to get our hands on you..."
At that, the advert ended, and the two college guys watching were left dumbstruck.
"Dude!" said Mike.
"What?" said Jake.
"We should go to Venus Park!" Jake insisted.
Somehow, Jake got the feeling it was a bad idea, and yet later that day he, Jake, and three other guys from their dorm were taking a trip to Venus Park. Surely, the 25 year old students reasoned, the rumours were only that. Not that they held the same convictions about the blatantly misleading advertising. Even if it was exaggerated, surely they couldn't theme a whole park around beautiful women if that wasn't the real point, right? Surely, nothing bad could happen... right?
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Booking online had been surprisingly easy, although the check-in system had asked quite a lot more information than they would have guessed. Height, weight, blood-type, age, and more. They reasoned that since it was a bit out of the way, they probably had medical staff on site, and needed the information faster than a phone call to a hospital could provide. No payment was taken, just their bank details, with an extensive list of available prices available... which the guys skimmed through before deciding that however much it cost, it would be worth it.
As they drove through endless miles of forests, they had to check multiple times just to make sure they were on the right road. Indeed, they didn't see more than a handful of cars pass them in the opposite direction. They did see a car pulled over at the side of the road at one point, but there was no one around. The guys debated stopping to check on them, but eventually reasoned that this road must be patrolled by the cops. Surely they would handle it. They said that, but again, none of them had seen a cop car since turning off the highway.
The road trip from HBU to Venus Park was much longer than any of them had realized. The route on the map which they now realized, on screen, was probably deliberately skewed to seem shorter, had made it seem like an hour's drive at most. When they looked it up online, though, they didn't see many complaints about the drive. In fact, most of the negative reviews read like something out of a conspiracy theorists basement, and they laughed them off. They had to be jokes, of course, rumours about women taking advantage of the men they lured to the park, they were enjoying reading them to each other and laughing as they drove. That was, of course, until they all started to lose signal on their phones.
"Too far out for the phone towers I guess," one guy reasoned, and the others sullenly nodded, pocketing their phones after final attempts to get any kind of connection.
Three hours in, they were forced to pull over at the first and only gas station they had seen on Road 69. 'Only stop before Venus Park!' a massively-endowed woman on an overhanging sign warned, and they could believe it. The tank would probably have lasted to the park, but Mike doubted they could make it back this far if there weren't any more stations along the way. Hell, if nothing else they needed to stretch after being cramped in Mike's cheap old car. They were frankly just grateful it hadn't broken down along the way.
Two of the guys set off for a short walk along the forest line, and for a moment Jake stared after them, letting his eyes follow into the shadows of the trees which almost immediately blotted out most light. It would be very easy to get lost in there, he noted to himself, and hell, how long had it taken them to drive this far? Walking through hundreds of miles of forest, how would anybody find their way out? He suddenly began to realize just how cut off they were from the outside world here. Not to matter, though, they'd be at the Park soon anyway, he told himself as he walked inside.
It hadn't been obvious from the exterior, but it was all too apparent when they entered the gas station that it was either owned by, or licensed by, Venus Park itself. Two smiling, beautiful women were reclining in comfortable looking chairs behind a checkout, each sporting skimpy uniforms which Jake was beginning to notice would be a pattern.
"Well hello, gentlemen!" said one, curling a finger in her hair black curly hair as she stood to full height. The five guys smiles turned just a smidgeon nervous as she rose to her full height, and they were suddenly face to face with a seven foot tall goddess of a woman with breasts bigger than they had ever seen in their lives outside of pornography. Her luscious, colourful skin begged their eyesight as her cleavage seemed to delve into mind-boggling depths.
"Welcome boys," said the other girl, as she flushed her long red hair, alabaster skin just as radiant, and breasts just as beckoning, "what can we get you?"
For much longer than any of the five would care to admit, they stood awkwardly, too nervous to answer.
"Uh... we need gas to get to- I mean, we have enough gas to get there, but we need some for the... uh... return journey. So, gas... for number... one, I guess?" Mike ventured, as the others made a show of browsing the shelves around them, both out of second hand embarrassment, and the nervousness of having two absolute images of female beauty in their close proximity.
