Chat with the Donphan Lifeguard

You decide to approach the lifeguard due to a curiosity both about the job, and the question you immediately ask: "So what did the Simipour do?"

The Donphan's throat clears and he stares down at you, and from under the shade of the lifeguard cap you can see his eyes shine with a severe look that you nearly interpret as disdain. He performs a squat to **** more of the simian mon into his ass and grunts out "Rule 7 Violation." all while maintaining eye contact with you.

"He was doing it in the pool too?" You tilt your head and look at the puddle of urine that you'd figured was all released in fear.

"Mhm. Dunno who he stuffed down his cock but he decided to dispose the contents of his freshly filled bladder into my fucking pool." He says, and performs another squat forcing the simipour so far up that only his feet squirm. The Donphan flexes his gut and you watch those feet jerk about in panic, and he sighs, "Dumbass thought he could mouth off to me. Some fuckers think just because I'm weak to water types that I can't do this job. If you think you can take me just because you're a water type as well, know this pipsqueak: I've churned a few dozen water types at least while working here in the last couple months."

You're trying not to be too awestruck, but you can't help but grin wide in admiration at the man's ability to defy the type disadvantage. "Really?" You ask, and when he looks down to notice your throbbing cock you blush and say "I think it's really cool that you're a lifeguard here. I'm trying to evolve actually, and knowing it's possible to take down a pred, say a raichu.."

"Out with it." The lifeguard grunts as he rubs his gut before one last squat to seal the simipour's fate, "I dont got all day."

You blurt out "You like working here right? Do you think it's fun?"

For that the ground type actually cracks a smile "Being able to keep folks safe is something I'm proud of, but I've also always liked swimming so you bet your ass it's fun to spend so much of my time doing it - and between you and me?" He leans in close and puts a hand on your shoulder, and the firmness is almost fond, "Dunno if you've vored anyone yet, but getting to eat troublemakers and tasty looking cuties all day? There's a hell of a lot worse jobs out there."

You start to tug your cock and beam: "I just ended my first prey last night! I saw the poster at the entrance.. are there any openings for a lifeguard position? I'll work as hard as I can if it means I can hunt prey like you do."

The Donphan stands back up and with a smile lets out a hearty chuckle, "You're in luck little guy, we've definitely got the space for a trainee. If you put the work in it wont be long until you're an official lifeguard.. How about you follow me to the office and we can get that paperwork filled out? What's your name?"

You mull it over, and decide to at least introduce yourself, "Well Mr Lifeguard, my name's John Doe, but you can just call me John I guess? No need to be formal right?"

"I like your style John, well you can call me Duncan. If you hear someone call me Dunkin' just know it's a nickname I got for dunkin' so many rule breakers into my depths. Bit of a stickler if you catch my drift." He says, and then Duncan gives you a bit of a flex to show off, his abs compacting and eliciting some crunching noises (along with the muffled sounds of his prey in pain and pleasure alike), "If we hustle I think we'd both enjoy training you on your first shift."