The Pokesub hotel

This would probably indicate how far you’ve fallen if you thought about it too much, but the smartest move for you would be going to the kennels at the Pokehotel. But where else could you get the number of Futa dicks you craved? Um, you mean Futa dicks to prevent the addiction effects from activating. Yea… that’s it.

You gather yourself up out of the cumpool and head out of the alley. It’s gotten darker while you were out, and there are plenty of wild pokesubs roaming along with trainers, some getting into battles, some fuckfests. You aren’t quite sure how you slipped by without noticing or succumbing to any, but are grateful the hotel was close.

Manning the hotel desk was a Femboy trainer in a cute basic maid outfit. “Hello, welcome to our hotel” he says, saying the line in monotone as if something is distracting him and he’s trying not to show emotions. “Here to participate or looking for a job?”

“Oh, um… I can just participate?” You hadn’t considered how this exactly would work.

“Yes. Trainers may participate by selecting from pokesubs activivily looking for overnight play or hookups. We do, however, offer paid work as well. It for 14 hour shifts, during which your body belongs to the hotel. You’ll be paid handsomely, but a massive penalty will occur if you attempt to exit employment before two weeks of work have been served.”

Wow, it’d be nice to get paid while here, you still weren’t sure what you could spend on here but were sure it’d be useful. However… those are long shifts, for a lot of days, and you can only imagine what you’d be **** to do.