Wells. Cuntboy, he/him

You are Wells, a cuntboy buizel currently about 19 years old and newly arriving at EAU. Standing in the reception, your slit is hidden only by the dense but short fur covering your body. Pokemon all around you were meandering about, going about their day, generally preparing for the start of school. Some had already settled in, some you could see pulling carts full of their stuff towards the different dorms.

Being a pokemon both bipedal and quadrupedal, you had the advantage of using a backpack to carry some of your stuff. You’d be packed pretty lightly, one backpack and a suitcase enough to carry all your things. There was a palpable excitement in the air, as was the scent of sex and the feeling of hungry predators roaming around.

Just off on one of the benches you saw a lucario casually knotting the throat of some riolu. You had no clue if they were related or not, but nonetheless you could almost hear the gagging from where you were, the riolu’s belly seeming to swell with cum as the lucario leaned back, reading a book.

You focused ahead, blushing as you were **** to watch as the prodigious ballsack of a large mightyena swung back and forth in front of you, right at eye-height. Nonetheless, you needed to get to your dorm, and which one was that?