Pussycat

You look at your slit nestled between your thighs and can’t help but rub over it with a paw. You felt a heat within yourself, not only did you have to watch out for preds trying to eat you, but there was a non zero chance you wouldn’t make the week without getting bred full of eggs. With how casual sex was in this place, it was not uncommon especially for prey species to end up pregnant rather often.

Nonetheless, you make your way out of the room, smelling just a little sweeter than usual, and make your way down to the reception. You give a wave to the cute passimian receptionist, and can’t help but clock the monkey’s rather decent package. You also look outside however, the multi-habitat city thriving with a great number of Pokémon, many with their own prodigious packages out on full display and just as many likely to spend barely a second thought on grabbing you and filling you with eggs in the sidewalk.

You also notice a flier on the wall, a club called “The Cocksnack.” Well, it’s rather obvious the clientele it caters too, and you can’t help but wonder about what a rush it I would bring to show up there. On the flier itself there is a luxray and an arcanine, both of which showing off packages with squirming balls, and what looks to be a raboot disappearing down the luxray’s massive cock.