Filling Her Steins

Six strapping billionaires want to show me a good time at Oktoberfest.

I'm surprised when they all shower me with so much attention.
I mean, I know they want to tear off my lederhosen.
And at first I figure it's all about seeing what's underneath my dirndl.
But soon I find out their feelings run deeper than that.
They don't just want to stuff my buns with their bratwursts,
or only to fill my mouth with their schnitzels.
Instead, they want to make Oktoberfest last all year--
to turn it into our very own happy ever after.
How could I ever decide between such charming, attentive men?
Maybe I don't have to choose.
Because they want to share me like a big stein of beer,
and pass me around so they can all taste my strudel.
I have to admit, it feels so good when they devour and worship me.

But could such an unconventional relationship really work?
Or will having to return to the real world get in the way of our fall festival dreams?