Ask for more info about David Morrison

"Tell me more about David Morrison, nya?" you hear yourself asking, your tail swishing with curiosity. "Like... what's he really like? What would I actually be doing every day?"

Dr. Jasmine's smile widens and she leans back in her chair, clearly delighted by your interest. "Oh sweetie, David is absolutely perfect for a little thing like you. He's twenty years old, tech entrepreneur - sold his AI company last year for forty million dollars. Gorgeous too - think surfer meets Silicon Valley. Blonde hair, blue eyes, six-foot-two, athletic build. He works from home most days in his penthouse downtown, so you'd always be close by."

She scrolls through her tablet, showing you photos. David Morrison is indeed stunning - young, confident, with an easy smile and the kind of body that comes from regular gym sessions. Your pussy clenches just looking at him, wetness already dampening your thighs.

"As for day-to-day duties," Dr. Jasmine continues, her voice taking on a businesslike tone, "you'd wake up with him, make breakfast - he likes his eggs scrambled with chives - then you'd service him orally while he checks his morning emails. He prefers morning sex, so expect to be fucked over the kitchen counter most days before 9am. After that, you'd have some free time while he works - you could read, play games, work out in his private gym, whatever you like as long as you're available when he needs you."

Your ears flatten slightly at the casual way she describes sexual servicing, but your body responds with a rush of heat. The degradation of it makes you wetter.

"Lunch together, usually something light. Afternoons he might take you shopping - he loves dressing his girls in expensive lingerie and showing them off. Evenings are for entertaining his friends and business partners. You'd wear a collar with his name, serve drinks, sit prettily on his lap. He has parties about twice a week where his friends use you - with his supervision, of course. He's very possessive and won't let anyone damage his property."

Dr. Jasmine looks up from the tablet. "Nights are intimate time. He'll want you in his bed, often restrained. He's into breeding play, so expect him to fuck you while talking about putting babies in you. The contract includes full reproductive rights - if he wants to knock you up, you'll carry his children. In exchange, you get a penthouse lifestyle, unlimited shopping budget, full health coverage, and a ten thousand dollar monthly allowance for personal expenses. Plus, the transformations will be incredible - his fantasies are very specific and change regularly. You'd never be bored."

She sets down the tablet. "The marriage contract is ironclad - prenup heavily favors him, but honestly Neko, what else are you going to do? You're designed to be fucked and bred. This way you get paid extremely well for it and live in luxury. He's already seen your profile and photos from the transformation chamber. He wants to meet you today if you're interested - he'll send a car to pick you up from your new apartment this evening."