Politely explain the situation.

He was just doing his job, after all.

Akane decided to get the point across in the most pointed manner that didn’t involve actual mating presses. It was tempting, but even when she felt like she was going into heat, probably a bad idea.

Instead, she released Maria… for a half-moment, then caught her again, lower.

The wrestler showed no difficulty holding this full-grown woman around the waist with just her right arm. Letting Maria cling on as tightly as she pleased; plenty tight. Akane took a step forward as the employee pulled back the curtain, ensuring the sight he got was even more striking than whatever he’d been imagining.

An alpha stamen towering tall over him, bursting with muscles and flexing with visible raw power. Carrying a girl splattered with her thick cake-batter seed, both of them nude. Of course, Akane was rock-hard in every sense of the word. The girth of her fully-aroused cock pointed at him, moving subtly with each deep breath.

The bikini tops both women had on didn’t really maintain modesty.

The pink-haired employee took a while before his eyes got high enough to meet Akane’s, and it seemed the display was effective without words.

Though Akane was the type who felt the need to add some. “Since you’ve been polite, I’ll be polite as well. Please listen close. It’s a really bad idea to interrupt an alpha when she’s doing something. Yeah?”

The elvish alleged-male nodded, completely defeated. “Uh, that’s fair. Sorry.”

"And while you're here, you might want to get, like, cleaning stuff and towels. Gonna get way more messy before we're done in here."

Maria was turning from red to white and giving off more heat than the sun.

"... Understood."

It was great when people could understand each other.

He pulled the curtain back over the entrance, isolating this changing booth from the rest of planet Autumn again. Akane heaved a sigh of relief, and then glanced over at Maria, who was looking up at her like a lost cum-painted puppy.

Sometimes, getting interrupted killed the mood, but Akane was rarely that easy to derail. She didn’t just have the power of a steam locomotive, but its single-minded one-track focus as well. Maria clung on tight and made it clear she wanted to keep going, too.

“S-Shall we?” She asked, far more dainty than was necessary, considering Akane had just been nose-deep in pussy.

“We shall,” Akane assured her, and got to work aligning their bodies. Since they were in roughly the proper position, it only took a few moments of adjusting to compensate for the difference in heights. As well as getting Maria sandwiched between two hard, flat surfaces; the wall of the changing booth, and Akane’s abs.

Maria was plenty warmed up, still going through the afterglow and aftershocks of so much pleasure that, for a moment, she barely noticed she was being lowered onto a massive dick.

Then it hit her; the wave of sensation, the same one that drew a long, deep groan from Akane. It flooded both of those with the natural, beautiful pleasure of sweaty, changing-shall, lotion-smelling sex. Akane was giving both of them what they really needed down deep.

She already knew the pussy would be tight, even by elf standards. It was still a sensation hard to push past, flooding mind and body and making it difficult to think. Partially because she too was overwhelmed, the bestial stamen started out downright gentle. Using just enough **** to push past Maria’s tight squeeze.

Akane didn’t stay gentle, of course. She pushed in further, until hilted.

Not something she could always do; while progress had been slow, Maria certainly had the internal capacity to take it. She had a wonderful body inside and out, and could be developed to never forget Akane’s shape.

To be molded, remade to fit that huge dick, and thus be a poor fit for any normal male or stamen who came along later. Long after this day of passion, Akane would be on Maria’s mind, even when she was with others.

A selfish thought, but one that amplified Akane’s sensitivity and pleasure as she got worked up, breathing heavily, heart pounding.

Both women got carried away fast, but while Maria cried out and locked legs again to try and hold them in place, Akane’s industrial-strength hips dictated the tempo.

Maria was in her arms, held up by her, being penetrated deep and hard by her. When Akane sped up, slapping their hips together harder and harder before pulling back to repeat it over again, Maria was along for the ride, her body moving like she was surfing great ocean waves.

Wet, primal slapping of skin, the choked pleasurable cries of a woman getting huge dick for the first time, and the rumbling and rattling of the structure around them all contributed to the soundtrack of their mating.

As Akane intensified, going faster and harder, it had the effect of nailing Maria to the wall, and through it, transmitting a pounding **** through the flimsy wood.

The changing stalls shook and shivered with each thrust.

Unlike with the sounds, which were muffled, there was no ward against this.

It wasn’t supposed to really be a thing, given the amount of **** needed. However, all these cubicles were part of the same whole. This was a very makeshift building, put up as temporary accommodations, and it felt like it was shaking itself apart.

The smart and considerate thing to do at that point would be to scale back the sheer **** of Akane’s raw, upright fucking.

Of course, she went harder.

Akane became the storm threatening to knock this place down. To be fair, by that point, neither of them were thinking clearly. After being pleasured and pleasuring in turn, now they were getting it equally intense from each other. Rational thoughts were caked over in a thick layer of lust and need.

Akane did what she was born to do, pounding a beautiful, needy woman screaming her name. Holding her against the wall, folding those long, soft legs up on herself, bringing Maria along for each motion, and setting a furious pace.

Akane was a titan, in a world simply not built to handle her power.

Every second stretched, just as Maria’s pussy had to stretch to accommodate Akane’s dick. Time meant nothing for the two women, now linked in the most fundamental manner imaginable. It was a moment both touching and savage.

The shaking made it obvious what was going on in case anyone missed it in the other stalls, and gave an abject display that the employee boy outside couldn’t fail to notice. The changing stalls wobbled like they were all going to tip over, like the building itself would fall out of its deep burial into white sands.

The only reason this moment didn’t last forever was that Akane’s balls tightened up, and she felt the need to fill this girl up, as deeply as possible.

“Maria, here it comes.”

Maria nodded, desperately clinging to Akane’s shoulder, knees touching her shoulders, eyes squeezed shut.