“Umm... No, thank you.”

You stand there sternly thinking for a moment, as to why she would believe you needed more muscle. The futa may have looked exquisitely interesting, you’d like Noire to take you to her superior first. Then maybe some adventuring, and exploring this unique and magical world.

“I’m afraid we’re busy at the moment.” You say trying your best to maintain eye contact with the Futazon.

You do your best not to gulp as the tall dark Amazon groans in place.

“Why does no one need a partner!” Her brown eyes well up with water, as she stomps her foot angrily. Her tantrum ends pretty quietly though, as she sighs with an exaggerated exhale defeat.

“Fine. If you need me... I’ll be wallowing in my tent. It’s the one with a stallion hitched out in front of it.” The unknown named Amazon groaned, walking back to her ten, displaying her rear and underside of her black testicles and balls, as she stomped away.